Just got an awesome birthday present.

My birthday is very, very soon (okay, it's June) and I will mail them a key. Hell, I'll cook dinner.

What a nice thing for them to do.

That is indeed a most excellent gift, Brenda!

That's a great birthday present !!

I joined a committee for employmee something at work (they plan events and stuff) and I didn't realize but that means I have to be at the store at 6:30 am Saturday to help set up the food for the all store meeting.

On the 27th after work there's a Halloween party/costume contest and I really can't think of anything but I'm think of going as The Unlicensed Physician (aka Doctor Who without the licensing). I have the stuff to look like a really bad attempt at Four (long coat, long scarf, floppy hat (although this one is blue and felted) and brown pants for 10 and sneakers (although not red ones) and various other bits.

I thought I'd decorate my LED Flashlight and call it the LED Multi Tool and get go to Goodwill and try to find a cheap cordless phone and pull it out and call it the MARIDATTAS (pronounced Mari-datas) it stands for Miniaturization and Rematerialization in Dimensions and Through Time and Space. - You press the code, you get shrunk and sent inside the device (which is it's on dimension) and then you can move through time and space- you pop out and the MARIDATTAS follows behind. At least if you are one of the Physician Lieges.

And I thought I'd fill my pockets with gummy bears and offer "Jelly bear anyone?" and a bow tie, "a remind of my former Assistant, Matt" and some other toy or something to pull out and play with like Four did.

Does that sound kind of fun or just lame? I know I'll have to explain it but I'm hoping if I pull out a brown bag and offer a "jelly bear?" someone might get an inkling of what I'm doing.

I think if you're willing to explain it, it sounds adorable.

So, we've had a bit of a day around here. Em woke up with a fever of over 102, sore throat, headache. I went to work, Joe stayed home with the Small Girl. Totally strep. Day went along fine. Had a couple of really fantastic lessons with my kids, got some planning done, and met the new principal that started today.

About three blocks from school, I coughed a little. Haven't been sick or anything - dry throat from the heat finally being on, right? A little phlegm. No big.

Not phlegm. Blood. Bright red. And then it happens a couple more times, once that wasn't controlled and the inside of my car looks like a grisly murder took place. So I call Joe to have him come get me, turn around, go back to school, and go into the office because I now have blood all over my hands, blouse, and face and I think I might need the ambulance. The new principal and secretary decide that New Principal is going to take me and the secretary calls Joe to meet us up there.

I am fine. Had a chest x-ray, blood work, and CT with contrast (that was horrible). I have some sort of granulomas - or some such thing - in my left lung. No PE, thank God. So I left with a script for some Levaquin and a follow-up appointment with a pulmonologist.

So then we get home, and Emeline's fever has shot up to 103.6. She's in bed, dosed with Motrin and her ABs. Joe is holding himself together and we have destroyed our remaining cigarettes. Because coughing up blood? Hell of a wake-up call.

I don't mind explaining, my coat is more Castiel than Four but I don't have black suit to be a gender swap Castiel and there's no way to find it second hand in my size.

I want to do something clever but it's hard to just pull together with my current wardrobe and there's not a huge selection for women's 2x second hand clothing for something else.

OMG, Aims! How awful!

Holy hell. Coughing up blood is one sure way to capture the attention. I hope you and Em both feel better quickly.

The new principal, however? Fantastic. Love her. I was feeling loopy and begged her to not hold today against me if ever I have the opportunity to interview with her for a job at my school. She assured me that she wouldn't and that she was impressed with how I was handling myself.

Aimee that is so scary!! I hope you and Em heal quickly.