Yesterday I woke up with a backache that I attributed to laying abed too long. I got up and tried to go about my business, but without drinking enough water apparently. By the time we started the drive to NY to see Mr D (doing better enough to come home, but waiting for the correct antibiotic cocktail to take effect), I was feeling the constant need to pee. That and the distant, 10-yr-old memory of what a kidney infection felt like put the fear of God in me.
In an attempt to flush the system and avoid the inevitable, we stocked up on water for the initial leg of the journey and then somewhere just inside the PA line I got three large bottles of cranberry juice. Thankfully Bill was merciful enough to offer to stop every hour or so, and by the time we made it up here I was feeling much better. I thought for sure when I went to bed last night, as well as when I awoke this morning, that I was peachy (or cranberry) keen because I had no pain at all.
A cup of coffee later told me otherwise, as did the trip to the local clinic where I got some Cipro. I discovered while I was there that the local medical staff were hesitant to give me the usual much lower course of antibiotics first "because people in Baltimore have more egregious germs than we have up here, and our regular antibiotics likely just won't abate whatever you've been exposed to".
In case you were wondering, my extraordinary in some bad way, glaring and/or flagrant germs are what brings all the boys to the yard.
Weird - I wonder how your immune system was susceptible. It's not like you've been under a lot of stress lately or anything.
Posted by: Linda Messing | November 21, 2006 at 09:53 AM
Yeah, I would have to say that I'd prefer the usual way the stress germs like to surface (in cold/sore throat format) to this.
Posted by: the idiot | November 21, 2006 at 10:06 AM
Hey there. Picked a good time to check in, I guess. I hope you are feeling better. I'm home wondering where the weekend went, listening to music on Napster and pretending to watch football. Drop me a line when you're better, and I'll tell you all about me getting hit by a car!
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