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kyburgI think they must have tested the new update interface using Mozilla. It's strange...but not unlikeable.
Jim's fever has turned into a full-blown UTI - pissing blood and everything (TMI...) and required a call to his doctor on the infamous after-hours line.
I had a callback in five minutes. And no, I did not deem it an emergency - I still got the call back that fast.
I. Love. My. Doctors.
A script for Cipro was written, we went out and picked it up, had lunch - and that was all the gas Jim had in his tank.
He's running a low-grade fever, I'm putting glasses of fluids in front of him - making him take nasty, awful, no-good, evil cranberry capsules (get over it Jim) - and he is tormenting me with really good stand-up comedy for anime geeks from his sickbed. (Imagine a Elvis impersonator as a Pokemon trainer - complete with a Salamence named Priscilla that trains using PBJs. Uh-huh-huh.) He's getting even with me for being such a nasty nurse. He's telling me Dragonball Z pastiches as well.
Unpacking boxes and finding treasures - still, a year later. The box by the door for Trick or Treat is almost full, and I'll begin another one tonight I'm certain.
Such excitement. If Jim goes to work by Wednesday, I'll be amazed.
Jim's fever has turned into a full-blown UTI - pissing blood and everything (TMI...) and required a call to his doctor on the infamous after-hours line.
I had a callback in five minutes. And no, I did not deem it an emergency - I still got the call back that fast.
I. Love. My. Doctors.
A script for Cipro was written, we went out and picked it up, had lunch - and that was all the gas Jim had in his tank.
He's running a low-grade fever, I'm putting glasses of fluids in front of him - making him take nasty, awful, no-good, evil cranberry capsules (get over it Jim) - and he is tormenting me with really good stand-up comedy for anime geeks from his sickbed. (Imagine a Elvis impersonator as a Pokemon trainer - complete with a Salamence named Priscilla that trains using PBJs. Uh-huh-huh.) He's getting even with me for being such a nasty nurse. He's telling me Dragonball Z pastiches as well.
Unpacking boxes and finding treasures - still, a year later. The box by the door for Trick or Treat is almost full, and I'll begin another one tonight I'm certain.
Such excitement. If Jim goes to work by Wednesday, I'll be amazed.
