You know when you can kinda feel it coming? I'm kinda achy, and my throat is feeling kinda scratchy and sore. Hoping I can ward it off with some rest.
Anyone out there with some good cold remedies they'd like to share?
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I am living proof that it is not always the man who forgets anniversaries. This morning, I woke up and Jamie said "Happy Anniversary"to me, and I had to pause because for a minute my brain was saying "Oh, who's anniversary is it today?" Yes, I forgot my own wedding anniversary...
And thus, we have no dinner plans, no presents, or anything (haha).
Oddly enough, I do this very often for my birthday as well...guess I'm just not good with dates.
Labels: funny
Okay...by 10am, I already knew it was going to be 'one of those days'. Today, I passed out in clinic. Yup. Out cold on the floor. How embarrassing is that?! I was observing my first bone marrow aspiration, and those who know me well might know that I'm not the world's best needle person. But, to my credit, I was doing alright for the first bit. It wasn't until the doctor started to describe what he was doing to the patient as he was going did I start to feel kinda weird. So, I thought I should probably excuse myself from the room. Made it to the door, opened the door, and I don't remember what happened after that. Next thing I knew, I was on the clinic floor with a pillow under my head, and three nurses around me. I vaguely remember all the papers I was holding going flying to the floor, one nurse trying to get me to a room with a bed or chair, and then when I woke up, I heard another nurse saying "She's back". We were laughing together later about how I didn't even make it to the bed, and wound up on the floor.
My boss was really nice and didn't mention it afterwards; I wonder if he thinks I'm the biggest wimp in the world though. I mean, I wasn't even the one who was getting marrowed! We've got another donor coming in on Friday, but after I consent him, I think I won't sit in on the extraction (>_<)
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I saw the Driftwood Theatre's production of Much Ado About Nothing in Trinity Bellwoods park tonight. It was fantastic! Yes, I'll admit that I did love that play already, but boy did they do a great job of it. I highly recommend going to see it if you can. Fresh air and great theatre; it's really hard to beat for a night out.
Seeing that show also reminded me of just how funny witty repartee is, and how much I like it. And to think that sort of cleverness was considered the 'Dumb and Dumber' of Shakespeare's day.