At Death's Door

I know I said I was only going to write if I have something of substance to contribute but Blogger has this doodad that allows me to see how many page views I have and it just breaks my heart when you wonderful darlings click on my page with nary a new word to be seen.  Someone even checked in at 3 am.  Whoever you are, bless your pea pckin' little heart.

Yesterday I spent my lunch break among the sickies (though none as sick as me, I assure you) at the CVS Minute Clinic across the street from my office.  The Nurse Practitioner assured me that my lungs sound good but my ears have fluid behind the drums and...I'm quoting here...."your sinuses look like crap".  They say I have a sinus infection but I am sure this is a misdiagnosis and in fact I have something akin to the Black Plague.  Hopefully Amoxicillin will fix it.

If I'm able to remain conscious I'll try to scrape up something at least marginally entertaining at lunch today.

Smooches.....germ free ones of course.