I ate a bowl of cereal 15 minutes ago and now I’m nauseated. WTF? I am not pregnant (we are both fixed and I just finished my period), and I’ve only been up for half an hour. I haven’t wanted to puke so bad in a long time. There was nothing suspicious in the cereal and I bought the milk on Thursday.
Wah.
Norwalk virus. Hope you didn’t have any plans today.
On the theme of accidentally typing inappropriate crap… this morning I posted to Facebook “A deliciously cool morning. Maybe it’s time to take my jeans down.”
Meaning, from the attic. Yeah, I realized what that sounded like and erased it a couple minutes later.
I didn’t make myself clear. I didn’t mean applying it instead of seeing the doctor and following his treatment plan. I meant in addition to, and as something to do until you do see him.
What the hell is with Pizza places calling to have me confirm my online order? I ordered online to make sure the exact order was properly recorded, with no chance for misunderstanding. I also really didn’t feeling like talking to your stupid ass. But no, you call me 15 minutes after I order, which doubles the steps of ordering, and clearly prevents you from getting started on my damn pizza when you get the order in hand.
Do you order from that particular pizza place regularly? If you are new with them they might be double-checking to make sure you aren’t some idiot calling in a fake order. I had that once (I am very much a creature of habit w.r.t. choosing a pizza place, so that callback was a long time ago and I haven’t had one since).
I agree, MRSA sucks. I have a friend who got infected in a hospital. Its been almost 3 years and he is still dealing with it. That shit just keeps coming back.
My rant is very minor…but I’ve always wanted red horn-rimmed glasses. I think they look way cool, and I can wear red clothes, but red glasses look terrible on me. I went to the ophthalmologist today, got a new script and tried on glasses. Red glasses still look terrible, and I was sad. I don’t know why I keep doing this to myself, my skin color isn’t going to change, I know they look terrible, but dang, I really want some.
If you can wear purple frames, the solution is simple. Get the red frames and have blue tinted lenses put in them. See? Easy peasy! 
Boo. I have to call the building manager to get a plumber to snake my tub drain. Plunging doesn’t work - makes it worse! Chemicals don’t work. There’s a cover in the floor that probably gives trap access but I don’t have the tools to open it. It’s just a pain because they’ll likely come in the morning when I’m usually sleeping. Bah. First world problems.
Plumbing problems suck! Just wanted to remind you to tell the plumber that you already used whatever chemical when he/she arrives. I just read a story about a plumber arriving and using an industrial drain cleaner that reacted with whatever the tenant had used, causing a chemical explosion. Facial and eye burns for the plumber.
(I know the plumber should have known to ask, but still).
Yeah, I already did the nuclear option with sodium hydroxide, no way I would let anyone near the drain without telling them! And that’s also how I know snaking is the only next step, whatever’s down there will not dissolve. Plunging brought up some weird cardboard looking chunks, I have no idea what it could be, no kids, unless the cats are putting things down there, they do play in the tub.
I wish my fucking delusions would go away.
Hooray for kidneys!!
PSA
It doesn’t matter if you have internal or external naughty bits…if you cut up chilis for dinner…always, Always ALWAYS wash your hands BEFORE peeing.
Also, cream works better than skim milk to stop the burn. I don’t know why, I just know that it worked better.
PS If you ignore my advice, you will probably entertain your SO with your burn dance. That is all.
I’ve never offered this advice before, but flatlined? Cooking may just not be your thing. Keep your paperwork beautifully archived. Rescue your critters. Take care of neighborhood crazy folk. And order in.
Oh, most definitely. I had no plans to try to tackle this on my own, but if something like that could provide a little relief in times when they can’t get me in for most of a week, it would be awesome. I just have ask to make sure there’s no interaction warning with anything else I’m taking. My system has always been freaky. I had an allergic reaction to Claritin, the allergy medicine.
So I’ve been told. I was warned that it might come back at odd times in unexpected places. I was just hoping really hard that it wouldn’t. 
On the bright side, this one is getting smaller. It’s still raised, hot, and painful to the touch but it’s not the relentless ache that was keeping me up all night.
Nothing much to add here except agreement. The Chili Rule is cooking 101. The basic of basics. Be super glad it wasn’t your eyes that you touched. If you feel you must give it another go, try wearing gloves. They’ll save you a lot of owwie.
Probably because it’s the fat in the milk/cream that mixes with the oil from the peppers to help dilute or remove it, which skim milk doesn’t have. That’s why water won’t work, because water and oil don’t mix. I bet Crisco would work pretty well, but I don’t want to do the experiment.
Soundcloud is being unbearably slow for me today. I can’t download my favourite podcasts! Argh! No alternative source I can access either.
A pit blast to journalists/reporters reporting medical stories, who (out of ignorance, laziness or fondness for sensationalism) contact organizations known for pseudoscience/quackery for commentary.
Our local paper felt it was a good idea to consult the National Vaccine Information Center (NVIC) to talk about the downside of immunization (NVIC is a notoriously inaccurate and biased antivax group, though you would never have known that from the story). Then they had a “balanced” story about raw milk, for which they interviewed someone with the Weston Price Foundation (which in addition to promoting the “health benefits” of raw milk, preaches that soy-based foods and water fluoridation are very harmful).
For crap’s sake people - there are some subjects for which “balance” does not apply. There is no “some say this, some say that, decide for yourself” when it comes to dangerous health practices. And if you feel a need to present a minority view on such a subject, choose a responsible critic with professional qualifications in the field - not a bunch of raving loonies.
Fortunately, it was just a passing upset stomach!
I pit my husband for staying up waaaaaaaaaay too late watching the Colts vs Broncos game last night, then trying to fucking talk to me about it when he came to bed, then complaining all night long when he was tossing and turning because he knew he wasn’t going to get a good night’s sleep and just couldn’t relax. Not my problem, asswipe.
Frack. It’s raining buckets. I put my dog outside to do his business. He has a nice little yard he can go in, but he won’t because raining buckets. He stays on the patio, which is covered and stays dry and poops on the concrete. I can’t say I blame him, as I can’t take my garbage out to the end of the driveway either. It wouldn’t be that bad if he were a Yorkie or Shi-Tzu or one of those lap mutts, but he’s an 80 pound Lab and would put a pony to shame with the size of his droppings. Oh, well. At least he’s housetrained and is very good about holding it in indoors.