I finished the book...(pant. pant.)
I think I need a hug. Stupid book. Stupid, stupid book. And I will say no more about the stupid (stupid) book in respects to my darling Helen who hasn't read the book yet, but frequently reads my blogs. So I shouldn't have to spoil it for her. I also had myself checked for asthma. (Finally!, Helen would say or said.) Got a few perscriptions too. A couple of meds, one of which has the effects of tremors, dryness in the mouth, shoots my tastebuds to hell, periodic drowsiness and turns my piss to the color of jello yellow. (I know, too much info.) I have an extra perscription for an inhaler just in case, cause the doc says I shouldn't have to get dependent on it. (It's a form of oppression! Hehe. Reference: Jorick's theory of why men are assholes...) I was conned (or maybe I was positively reinforced) into paying for a priviledge card for the Healthway clinic, which seemed like a good idea since my company hasn't ponied up the works for a new med card. Better a pix of my pills than my piss eh? (Just imagine jello yellow.)