Is it strange that my photo of the day is a bottle of Penicillin?
I guess that’s what I get for waiting until the last minute to take my daily picture. All of my living photo subjects are fast asleep, and I can only take so many pictures of the dog sleeping before you all revolt and tell me enough is enough.
Though, if I keep posting pictures of random things like medicine bottles, you might tell me that anyway.
When we got to the doctor’s office this afternoon, the nurse said “So, do you have a sore throat like nearly everyone else in Tama County?”
Apparently strep throat is making the rounds and has made it to our house. Weird, though, cause he’s not all that sick, just a little bit of a sore throat and tummy ache. Hope no one else gets it…he’s been at school with it (and with a billion other kids who have it…) for days now, but lucky kid, he gets to hang out at the shop with me tomorrow.
Joe’s sense of justice is quite satisfied. The LAST time they had strep throat, Joe had to have the swab test done. When Will got sick, the doctor just prescribed medicine and didn’t bother testing. Joe was outraged that Will didn’t have to get swabbed.
The nurse was able to sneak up on Will, though. She had the swab in her hand, but he didn’t notice it, and she didn’t tell him that’s why she wanted his mouth open. She said she was just looking nad next thing you know, the swab was taken and he was gagging.
At least the test was positive. It’s pretty annoying to go through that and NOT have strep throat.
Now that I’ve thoroughly bored you, I think I’ll go to bed. I had great hopes for today, that were…dashed to bits.
Tomorrow is another day, I’ll try again.
Yeah, I think you’re kind of weird but then the before and after photos of my sewing room I posted today are not exactly all that exciting either. Who knew that cleaning was worthy of blogging about.
About 10 years ago, I went back to the office after picking up a prescription. The leaflet that the pharmacist handed me with the prescription really had me going!! One of the “acceptable” side effects was “projectile vomitting”.
I asked my boss…”since when is Projectile Vomitting an acceptable side effect?” “To What?”
Those drug companies sure have a funny sense of humor.
Oh, no, you are not so wierd….