Medication: The Other White Meat
Ah, work is going to suck a little tonight. I've been up since 6am and have only gotten a 2 hour nap in between, so I'm going to have to wire myself on coffee and tea. Thankfully I have that energy drink Joe (Gamestop boss) gave me a couple days ago. That should do the trick when I'm blinky tired.
I spent most of my day in downtown Kansas City. My mom had to go to a meeting with her lawyer and a trustee at the courthouse, and so I got to explore the city a little. We were promised that the meeting would only take 10 minutes, but it turned out to be 3 hours because some idiot in front of the session my mom was in was taking too long. I went down to Grand and got a gyro and some hot chocolate, then walked back up to the courthouse and talked to Richard for about an hour before my mom finally finished.
In great news, I'm finally getting relief from this stupid infection. My mom doesn't believe in prescribed medication (mainly for mental illnesses like depression and bipolar disorder and whatnot, but sometimes antibiotics as well) but she saw how badly I was doing and went to the pharmacy at Walmart and got some type of knock-off antibiotics. They work extremely well, and I feel like a million bucks already.
Which gives me even more of an incentive NOT to follow in the footsteps of my parents...I couldn't let my child suffer like that for so long.
Anyway, as a random side note, a very happy birthday to Danielle Aykroyd! And also a happy birthday to my alter ego, Ellie Delaney Blues.
I spent most of my day in downtown Kansas City. My mom had to go to a meeting with her lawyer and a trustee at the courthouse, and so I got to explore the city a little. We were promised that the meeting would only take 10 minutes, but it turned out to be 3 hours because some idiot in front of the session my mom was in was taking too long. I went down to Grand and got a gyro and some hot chocolate, then walked back up to the courthouse and talked to Richard for about an hour before my mom finally finished.
In great news, I'm finally getting relief from this stupid infection. My mom doesn't believe in prescribed medication (mainly for mental illnesses like depression and bipolar disorder and whatnot, but sometimes antibiotics as well) but she saw how badly I was doing and went to the pharmacy at Walmart and got some type of knock-off antibiotics. They work extremely well, and I feel like a million bucks already.
Which gives me even more of an incentive NOT to follow in the footsteps of my parents...I couldn't let my child suffer like that for so long.
Anyway, as a random side note, a very happy birthday to Danielle Aykroyd! And also a happy birthday to my alter ego, Ellie Delaney Blues.