Okay. I have the flu. I'll try real hard not to sneeze THROUGH the screen.
But IF I had medical insurance, and could see a doctor for that, my course of treatment would be a discussion between me and my physician.
My course of treatment would be a decision which would be made, by me, dependant upon the ADVICE of my doctor. (See why me and docs don't generally get along? I figure if I pay them, they work for ME. )
But? *chuckle* You know it doesn't matter to me what we discuss, I ain't skittish.
I'll not only show you my surgical scars, I'll put a tour of it on the internet.
But then, you know that.
Gawd knows, I've announced my monthly cycle enough times right here in the blue pages.
(Perhaps I'll strive for more subtlety and just change my font to red in the interest of discretion. But I digress...)
but then, I tend to do that.
But I really do have the flu, so I have a better than my average excuse for my scattered brain tonight and yep, I'm milkin' it.
Besides that, the roofers have been here all day and are showing up bright and early tomorrow morning. boom boom boom boom today
bang bang bang bang tomorrow.
Besides, the flies are driving me nuts too.
I've been spraying them with aquanet. It makes their wings get gummy so they will stay still long enough to splatter 'em.
The best thing going for me is a new bed, and yep, satin sheets.
They are NUT colored. I kept the package as proof.
Somebody ask Kit if she can make me a smilie with a respirator.
(serenity exits, delirious...)
(serenity enters, forgot my bri-bear...)
and btw? I used to have insurance, and I seem to recall signing some sorta legal form regarding my right to privacy and disclosure and such. So as far as I know, that hasn't changed.
But then, I have yet to be diagnosed with ebola.
And sigh. I'm sure that's not out of the realm of possibility either.
I'm tard. g'nite all.