Too sick to be sad
I woke on Sunday with a sore throat. It only got worse from there. It kept me up on Monday night. I was really tired on Tuesday morning.
So I wasn't going around carefully. As I was putting a notebook in my bag, I felt a sharp pain in my finger. A pencil had broken through the skin of my middle finger and I had a black mark down going down to the middle of my finger nail. I couldn't find part of the tip. I had to wait for several hours at work to get an appointment and several more to actually go in. All I can say at least I still have my some of my finger nail, the scalpel was blue, and I knew what I was going in for. It looks at lot worse than it is, but felt as bad as it sounds. I could have gotten some good drugs if I wanted. I am not thinking about my throat anymore.
It's PMS season at my house...
So I wasn't going around carefully. As I was putting a notebook in my bag, I felt a sharp pain in my finger. A pencil had broken through the skin of my middle finger and I had a black mark down going down to the middle of my finger nail. I couldn't find part of the tip. I had to wait for several hours at work to get an appointment and several more to actually go in. All I can say at least I still have my some of my finger nail, the scalpel was blue, and I knew what I was going in for. It looks at lot worse than it is, but felt as bad as it sounds. I could have gotten some good drugs if I wanted. I am not thinking about my throat anymore.
It's PMS season at my house...