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Been a really shitty week for me ( except for Banksy getting involved with Carrie Brown discussion here on these boards.....
Thought I had a bad stretch back in early September....caught, of all things, a yeast infection ( I knew that watching the Lifetime Channel would eventually affect me...) on my chest and having a scary 5 days with a infection behind my tongue the week before. Both are gone. The thing with the tongue scared the shit out of me. I used to be able to lick my eyebrows....now, after having the infection in the throat, my range is considerably shorter.
I had, and this ain't a joke, a bad dream on Sunday night. I got up, turned around and walked right into the wall. I fell and have what I believe is a fractured 9th rib. I have to go get an Xray....was too messed up to do anything else but moan and kvetch all week. On Sunday, a bird flew straight into our balcony's glass door.... it coldcocked the little guy. Nina said. "Uh-oh...something bad is gonna happen."
I turned my head and rolled my eyes and sort of chuckled. She said, "You'll see...when am I ever wrong about these things ?"
A few hours later, thanks to that frigging bird, I wind up with enough pain to have kept me home from work for a week.
Chris taking the reins makes things a lot better and I agree with Gary 100 percent. Whose hands are safer than CGP's ?
Tune in next week when my continuing series of weird accidents and bizarre ailments continues. Will I be diagnosed as pregnant ?
Been a really shitty week for me ( except for Banksy getting involved with Carrie Brown discussion here on these boards.....
Thought I had a bad stretch back in early September....caught, of all things, a yeast infection ( I knew that watching the Lifetime Channel would eventually affect me...) on my chest and having a scary 5 days with a infection behind my tongue the week before. Both are gone. The thing with the tongue scared the shit out of me. I used to be able to lick my eyebrows....now, after having the infection in the throat, my range is considerably shorter.
I had, and this ain't a joke, a bad dream on Sunday night. I got up, turned around and walked right into the wall. I fell and have what I believe is a fractured 9th rib. I have to go get an Xray....was too messed up to do anything else but moan and kvetch all week. On Sunday, a bird flew straight into our balcony's glass door.... it coldcocked the little guy. Nina said. "Uh-oh...something bad is gonna happen."
I turned my head and rolled my eyes and sort of chuckled. She said, "You'll see...when am I ever wrong about these things ?"
A few hours later, thanks to that frigging bird, I wind up with enough pain to have kept me home from work for a week.
Chris taking the reins makes things a lot better and I agree with Gary 100 percent. Whose hands are safer than CGP's ?
Tune in next week when my continuing series of weird accidents and bizarre ailments continues. Will I be diagnosed as pregnant ?
Your last comment has inspired me to think of a nickname if not a title for you: How Fargone.
(I hope you’re listening up there, Robert.)
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