Sparky, I hope all goes well with your appointment.
Our good news is Chris's chest Xray came back negative for pneumonia. The bad news is, he's still gotta have Albuteral via nebulizer three times a day, and Pulmicort via nebulizer twice a day. Per the doctor, his nurse, and the pharmacist the Pulmicort can be put in the nebulizer with the albuteral. Per the information on the print out from the pharmacy, it can't be mixed with anything.
It's because of situations like this that my keepers don't let me have weapons.
The hell is Second Life? Do I even want to know?
Jesus God I need to go home. I don't know how I'm going to make this last hour.
The hell is Second Life? Do I even want to know?
Some online game community thingamabop. I think.
Blackberry has no whitefont. Boy, did I just get startled.
Sparky, I hope it all turns out to be trivial.
Hooray for Jilli!!
Medical ~ma, Sparky. I hope all goes well at your appt.
It's because of situations like this that my keepers don't let me have weapons.
It sounds beyond terribly frustrating, Cindy, but I'm glad Chris doesn't have pneumonia.
Dear ass-hat co-worker: Thank you for the shitty training. Next time I'll figure it out on my own. You suck.
I'd trust the pharmacist, Cindy. Maybe not the doctor, but the pharmacist.
Sorry, ita.
Yay, Evil Empire! Wait, what am I saying? Congratulations, Jilli.
I hope your appointment goes well, Sparky.
Sorry for the dueling instructions, Cindy. Yay, Nicole on bringing--and eating--your lunch. Gold star for you for lunch today. Today? Yesterday? My time has ceased to be linear.
So, so sorry for the wee Em's night terrors, Aimee, but Yay! for the PT job. Boo hiss on the HMO not carrying your doctors, but yay! on HMO.
I seem to remember other people needing cuddles, hairpats, and atta-Bitch-es, but my mind, she loses track. Consider yourself bonked with the wand of best wishes, no matter what your current lack or ill, and ~ma of the very best kind to you.
Jilli! Yay, employment! And woohoo bookness to Hec and Allyson!
ETA: Yes, a minor nothingness of a blemish is all wishes to Sparky.
In me-news today? I got the entry stairs to my deck welded. They are no longer alarmingly bouncy. Yay to the steadfastness of stairs.
How frustrating Cindy. That reminds me that I have a perfectly good nebulizer in the closet that I no longer need since Brendon outgrew his breathing issues. I need to find a good home for it.
Yay for gainful employment!
Yay for stairs that don't move under your feet!
Tis~nothin~ma to Sparky.
