So, this norovirus is a pain in the ass.
(See what I did there?)
I don't even know where I picked this up, but my whole GI tract is staging a coup. It's not as bad as the stomach virus that landed me in the ER several years ago, when I got horribly dehydrated because I couldn't stop barfing. But still, this isn't awesome.
And I have a headache from no caffeine because I didn't want to try drinking my coffee this morning. So now I am attempting some coffee and trying to figure out what I want to watch. I wish I knew where my Invader Zim DVDs were, because that seems right for today.
I wish I knew where my Invader Zim DVDs were, because that seems right for today.
I bet I could find it for you online. Hold on...
Watch Invader Zim online.
You'll get some pop ups but it's safe.
Teppy, that sounds awful. I hope it passes quickly.
My iron is low again. So, I made an appointment with the hematologist. I have two doctors appointments this week, and three next week, not including therapy appointment which I have to make. I hate feeling like my whole life is doctors. So, I am taking myself out to lunch. I'm having steak tips because I need the iron.
Steph, we all had the norovirus a few weeks ago. I felt terrible for 24 hours-headache, sleepy, all over crappiness. But when I woke up the next morning, I felt normal. Super contagious though. Apparently you get sick 8-10 hours after exposure. My mom got is just from being in my house so tell Tim to be careful.
Apparently you get sick 8-10 hours after exposure.
We went to the grocery store last night. And while they have wipes for the cart handles as you come in, just stop and think about how many people touch literally EVERYTHING in the damn store, which in turn everyone ELSE then touches. I kind of want to bleach the world right now.
Yes, the norovirus is distinctly a pain in the ass. (One thing that's helpful for literal pains in the ass is the dibucaine ointment sold for hemorrhoids. It's a local anesthetic.) I had a fairly mild version a few weeks ago and it was No Fun.
And in the category of "Ginger never has any good news," a woman I've known for years just died of breast cancer. She and I were first diagnosed at about the same time. It's not exactly parallel, in that she was into woo-woo stuff and rejected parts of the standard medical treatment. She was also 10 years older and what one might call a steady drinker. Still, it's hard not to take it personally. Also, she did so many more things than I have. She bought a gorgeous Craftsman house [link] as an urban pioneer when no one was sure Inman Park could be brought back. She and her husband are friends with some of the musicians I most admire. She was warm and outgoing. I am not and wish I was.
