DRUGS
background: so i went over to the doctor this afternoon for my bi-weekly allergy shots. (rar.) mentioned, while i was over there, that although i've finished the antibiotics they were kind enough to call in to the pharmacy in utica, new york, i'm still feeling like there's a gob of something sticky in the back of my head, making my sinuses, throat, chest, and ears various degrees of uncomfortable and non-functional, and could someone take a look at it.
current story: wheezing in the lungs! pinkness in the ear! and you know what that means.
decongestant: check. antihistamine: check. expectorant (thin out those secretions, baby, get that gob de-stickyfied): check. aaand ... (drumroll, please) ...
more antibiotics: check.
rar.
hates the antibiotics, we hates them, yes precious. we never wants to see yogurt again, but we must, they makes us (it burns, it burns!). gollum.
oh! but, after the doctor, i went up to baltimore for a relaxed sort of seder at the home of a cousin i've only known for a few years. (when my grandfather's sister was about fifteen, she had a baby and very quietly put her up for adoption. this is a story of all sorts of intrigue, but the short version is, there's this cousin who's about ten or eleven years older than my father, and she lives relatively nearby, and i had seder with her and her friend and two of her neighbors and four of her five children and all four of their spouses and five of her nine grandchildren and the fiancee of one of them. and three dogs.)
seem to have lost my swipey-swipey building key. left my just-in-case overnight bag in the trunk, but way too cold to go back out and get it tonight. going to bed now. urk.
current story: wheezing in the lungs! pinkness in the ear! and you know what that means.
decongestant: check. antihistamine: check. expectorant (thin out those secretions, baby, get that gob de-stickyfied): check. aaand ... (drumroll, please) ...
more antibiotics: check.
rar.
hates the antibiotics, we hates them, yes precious. we never wants to see yogurt again, but we must, they makes us (it burns, it burns!). gollum.
oh! but, after the doctor, i went up to baltimore for a relaxed sort of seder at the home of a cousin i've only known for a few years. (when my grandfather's sister was about fifteen, she had a baby and very quietly put her up for adoption. this is a story of all sorts of intrigue, but the short version is, there's this cousin who's about ten or eleven years older than my father, and she lives relatively nearby, and i had seder with her and her friend and two of her neighbors and four of her five children and all four of their spouses and five of her nine grandchildren and the fiancee of one of them. and three dogs.)
seem to have lost my swipey-swipey building key. left my just-in-case overnight bag in the trunk, but way too cold to go back out and get it tonight. going to bed now. urk.