Hi vw! I'm over-extending myself currently also! We should get t-shirts.

We totally should! Now that’s a t-shirt I’d wear. I feel like it should say, “I’m an over-extender! Ask me how!”

So, um. I’m done being poked and prodded and pricked. Unofficial diagnosis? Mono with an unvaccinated influenza strain. And possibly some muscle-breakdown (causing very shallow breathing and low peak-flows), though, we’re not sure why. Waiting for the blood tests to confirm all this fun, but the attending doctor overseeing my resident said, “Well, everything I checked out points to you being completely miserable.” Um. Thanks. I think.

How much do I love my PCP, though? Let me count the ways…

#727--“I’m a little wigged out by your low peak-flows; I’m not gonna lie to you.”

#728--“Dr. Simmons, would you mind doing the flu nose swab? I’ve never done one before, and I don’t think Ms. Bug needs me learning on her today. She’s miserable enough.”

Mono + flu and that's not all? No wonder you're wiped out! I like how your PCP looks out for you, vw.

vw, you must just be beyond exhausted.

I had mono as an adult, too, when I was 28. Not fun at all. Prepare to sleep a lot for the next few months and be unusually prone to sore throats for the next few years.

But you'll get better. I started having symptoms in July or August, was diagnosed in September, and IIRC I bounced back to normal energy levels around January. And it's not that I got sicker more often with the sore throat thing--I got my normal amount of colds/flu, but they all featured sore throats.

I had mono as an adult, too, when I was 28. Not fun at all. Prepare to sleep a lot for the next few months and be unusually prone to sore throats for the next few years.

Oh, I've had it before, actually...when I was 19. Of course, it was mixed with the viral encephalitis, so hopefully the recovery won't be *that* bad.

And I can't imagine me sleeping much more than I already do. But, now that I've said that...

Cashmere, you know there's probably an up side to Liv fitting into the cat carrier - it's one way to know where she is and what she's doing. (Need a larger, Owen-sized one?)

Tempting. VERY tempting. I carried Liv out of the school kicking today because she wanted to stay with Owen and I really wished I had the cat carrier for that.

As if the LA-istas weren't enough of a reason to want to visit LA, now I find out that LA has Lucha VaVoom.

Luchadores!

Striptease!

Luchadores in lizard outfits! And gold lame chicken outfits! Hot nurse wrestler chicks!

Striptease while pogo-ing on a pogo-stick horse! t edit (This is a guy stripping, woo-hoo!)

Striptease while hula-hooping! t edit (And so is this, though in a gender-bending way.)

Okay, some of the strippers are, in fact, women.

Dang, man. I gotta get out there for a visit.

Headdesk, headdesk, headdesk.

I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder.

Poor bug. Get well soon if at all possible.

The chupacabra! A verifiable sighting!