Sorry, I wasn’t clear. He was seen by (I’m going to use the doctor’s real last name only because…well…you’ll understand) Dr. Lightbody, I kept wanting to call him Lt. Lightbody, since it sounds so “Star Wars” anyway, Dr L. was a fill in, and I think, was afraid of over prescribing antibiotics. He wanted to wait until the culture came back. He thought that was 3 days. He wasn’t inclined to listen to me, so I called again this morning and talked to Hubby’s own doc. Since the culture can’t be pronounced negative for at least 10 days, he got us started on Erythromycin, the drug of choice for pertussis. Unfortunately, the antibiotics don’t decrease the symptoms in the paroxysmal phase, which is where we are now. It only decreases contagiousness.
Hubby’s doc also prescribed a much stronger cough suppressant, hydrocodone, (Vicodin) so hopefully that will help. Of course, he won’t be awake much…
I feel a little better about leaving him alone for a few minutes, anyway. Even so, this phase can last as long as 6 weeks. I may need to get him a football helmet if he keeps running his head into hard objects.
And, even though it’s related to “kennel cough” I won’t be putting him down. 
Since I’m a little fuzzy,right now, I’ll just say, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO EVERYONE, since I’m not sure who or how many birthday wishes are in order. I’ll do better next time.
That is so a band name.
Hey! I remember Room 222! Does that make me ancient?!
The boss sprung for lunch today. So, that was nice.
I have tomorrow off. I’m so lucky! I’m sure I’ll have five million things I need to do around the house though, so it won’t be relaxing.
Today is my mother’s birthday, so I called her and wished her a Happy B-Day. I’ve invited her out to my place for dinner on Sunday. I don’t do the going out on weeknight thing. It’s just a pain and the hubby is generally too tired anyway.
Hi Rue! Nice of you to pop in. Please don’t start flinging used dog testicles around the MMP. We have way too many twisted people in our little group and who knows where we’d go with those.
As far as ol’CK not knowing if you’re of the girl or boy type, that’s his/her loss. We in the MMP (the Cool Kids) know what’s up and that’s all that matters.
Not necessarily. I remember it first run, too, but I was a kid. All in the Family debuted in 1972(?) I would have been in the 6th grade or so. My Alzheimer’s is acting up today, so I can’t figger it out at the moment…
Now THERE’S something that would be freaky to see popping out of a dog!!! :eek: :eek:
Did we ever [del]con[/del], I mean nominate somebody to do next week? I don’t recall. 
But then sometimes that happens when you are even older than Gramps Swampington.
I loved Room 222. If AitF debuted in '72, that would have made me 14.
I be ancient. 
I was 8 years old in 1972. You’re not that ancient!
picunurse, I meant to say it earlier, but my brain farted again. I hope your hubby gets to feeling better.
I ate too much food at our little luncheon. I could lay my head down and go night-night right now.
swampy dear, that’s been my nick name since I was born! (Or at least since the hair started growing, Mom had to tape bows on my head for about six months - like this - :smack: )
I’m so tired. I went to Waffle House last night after the QSA meeting, and stayed there until 4:30. This wouldn’t have been horrible, but I had to get up at 7 tis mornign to go recruit high school seniors to come to Henderson, and the fact that I’d worked 6p-2a shifts the 2 days before that. (but hadn’t one to bed until 3 and 4 am, respectivly, those days.)
::flirts lazily with swampy, jayjay, and Feydeau because i’m too tired to flirt wholeheartedly.::
I was 1.
My mom had to do that, too. I didn’t really have hair, just fuzz, until I was about 2.
I wasn’t born yet in 1972. And I know we got younger’uns than me.
I was born in '75.
I wasn’t born yet in 1972 either…does that make me a young’un?
I however feel old when I hear people that were born in the 80’s of which my new engineer/bitch is!
Oh my gosh, picunurse, how awful! Hope the cough calms down soon and picuhubby feels better.
I loved the swimmer’s body blind date story. Speaking of which…I’m still waiting for the swimmer in my laundry room ::tap tap tap:: It’s my birthday, I think it would be a good present.
*Thanks to everyone for the kind and colorful birthday wishes! * They were major cheerer-uppers when I got home.
I’ve had a nice day. I was greeted with a rousing chorus of happy birthday this morning, got a bunch of stuff done, my brother and Mom called, and everyone admired my brand new suede blazer. I mean everyone. It’s really very pretty and very soft. And, by the way, pricing on line and in stores seems to vary quite a bit. Looks like I would have gotten a better deal if I’d ordered it. But I wanted it now! Other items seem to cost the same as in the store…
Here’s the prettiest one of the two, I think… I didn’t see the second oriental-collared one on-line. It’s velvety and has textured band on the collar.
In 2009, my birthday will be 11/10/09…
Oh, and Rue, I believe the flying dog testicles satisfy the things-popping-out-of-dogs requirement. Even if they do require assistance. Ewwwwww! (OK, he said they were used, but I like flying better.)
Kalley, I understood all the tree stuff (I learned to prune trees properly when I bought my house six years ago), but I’m a straight, non-brawny female. Good thing we’re at opposite ends of the country; otherwise we might be competing for the same men. Although I don’t require lots of brawnyness.
And, most importantly, in answer to Puggy’s question, I don’t believe we have a Guest MMP Author yet. I’m scared that I’ll forget to post before I leave for work or my connection will be down or something (yes, I’m a worrywart), but I can start the conversation if no one else steps up…
GT
All in the Family debuted in '71. And for those who haven’t heard him crowing about it, I’m about 6 months older than that geezer swampy, but I’m lots cuter, lots nicer, and lots less gray. In fact, I have nary a gray hair! It’s all that good, clean living. Interpolate that as you will!
And not that I want to rub your noses in it, but check this out! I’m washing my 4th load and drying my 3rd. The machines are sooooooo quiet! Unfortunately, so are the End-of-Cycle signals. They’re little microwave-type beeps. No way I’ll hear them up here. Poot. So I’ll need to learn how long each cycle is and set a timer or something. And note the cool platform that my sweetie made so I don’t have to bend over to load and unload. Is it any wonder I luvs him??
In other news, I don’t have to go to work tomorrow. Go me!
And as to my dreams about Rue, they’re always wholesome and stuff, as far as you know. 
Sooo, you’re washing your clothes in the apartment swimming pool?
When I clicked on your link an ad for some apartments came up.
Rats - I forgot my clipboard had the link I sent to my kid… sheesh!!
I blame aliens. Or swampy. Or, um, the sun was in my eyes!!! :o
Sigh…you lucky woman.
*Someday my washer/dryer will come…someday… * (sung to the tune of Someday My Prince will Come)
I’m stopping at Costco on the way home tonight. Since I haven’t been to Costco in awhile, it’s going to take all my self-control to not go crazy and spend some ungodly amount of money.
Nine more minutes and I can go home for a three day weekend. Yay for me!
Actually you are six months and six days older than me. 
I say one of you loafers that have tomorrow off should compose next week’s MMP. FCM is excused because she already hostessed. Besides she’ll probably be spending all weekend in the laundry room (that new washer and dryer could really use a chandelier above 'em).
C’mon! It ain’t hard. Youse can post any ol’ thing ya’s wanna cause we’re just gonna hijack it anyways. So, who’s brave enough to step forward?