Thanks and hugs all around! I had a good dinner, with ice cream for dessert, and I crashed early last night. No residual throat pain despite their warnings. So, I’m hoping this is it for a while. I’m tired of being probed. I don’t want any more medical stuff inserted in any of my orifices. No more “Fast from midnight on” or “collect samples for the next three days” or any of that. I’ll just slip quietly into denial till next January when I have my next physical - wonder what surprises await me then?!?!
Lindy, he’s a piece of work. But he did the dishes last night - who wouldn’t love him for that?!?
[sub] DR SWAMPBEAR CHECKS ON HIS PATIENT[/sub]
Hmmmmm…patient has taken mac and cheese and ice cream as prescribed. Ok, continue course of present therapy with addition of seven layer chocolate cake, nachos and on demand foot rubs from FairyChatHubby.
Oh, and… WOOHOO!!! Glad everything is ok.
Zoinks! I go to Pittsburgh for two frickin’ days and I come back to find my beloved FairyChatMom all laid up in the hospistal and gettin’ probed and poked and drooling into towels and. . .and. . .and. . .
::dissolves into incoherent weepy sputtering at the thought of FCM feeling poorly::
Sheesh! That’s it. No more business traveling for me, dammit!
Glad you’re OK, though. This ain’t gonna put a crimp in our crabs and beer plans, is it? ::excited smiley::
Oh, hon…I am so sorry you are having to go through this, but I hope and pray that all is well!
I am sending love and prayers and ::huggles:: your way…along with plenty of homemade chicken soup. Let me know when they allow you to have a shot of brandy in the soup…purely medicinal, of course! We might start a new trend…STEWED chicken soup!
Zappo, sweetie, your display of sorrow has earned you major FairyChatPoints[sup]TM[/sup] and some brownie points. Sadly, our vacation plans have had to be altered - that rotten brat offspring of mine can’t get off work that week. Stupid kid… grrrrrrr… having a work ethic and all that. This younger generation!!! <sigh>
OK, that’s outta my system. We’ll have to reschedule our vacation - dunno what’s going to happen, but I’ll keep you apprised. We’ll crab together yet!
Scotti, thanks so much. Really, tho, apart from the nasty tasting stuff they sprayed down my gullet, it was a no-biggie. I’m feeling peachy-fine - didn’t even have to break my Y-routine. The stewed chicken cracked me up!!
FCM, I have a ‘Dr.’ that I put in front of my name on professional occasions. So Dr. Rufus is prescribing you two drinks with umbrellas in them, to get you over the residual psychic pain of having cameras snaked inside you from all sorts of directions.
[sub]Then lie down, take off your clothes, and do everything the nice doctor tells you to do. :D[/sub]
Grrrrr. . .what’s up with these kids today? When I was her age I would have slacked off in a heartbeat to go spend a week in Maryland. Man, what’s wrong with this world when kids wanna be responsible and do what they’re supposed to do?
:: Dr. ShibbOleth wanders in and picks up FairyChatMom’s chart ::
This looks terrible, just terrible. Oh wait, I had it upside down. Nevermind, you’re doing great. But we’d better start you on a steady diet of pastries and ice cream, with a chocolate IV drip, just to be safe.
