Hi Friends. Yes, I’m alive!
Two weeks ago…actually almost three now, the husband and I drove all the way from Minnesota to Dallas in a day. We were so proud of ourselves and oh so excited to sleep in our own bed!
My plan for that Monday (which we took off for travel) was to sleep in and surprise my office. I would work a half day. But my body had different plans. I decided to get pink-eye. Yep, pink eye. I went to an ophthalmologist and he was filled with wonderful news.
- Not bacterial, viral.
- Seriously contagious.
- No medication to treat. Only palliative measures.
- Your other eye will be infected soon.
- Wait it out. At home. You can’t work for a week-and-a-half.
This doesn’t sound bad, but when you can’t see, AND your eyes hurt, itch, and are constantly draining, it isn’t fun. Plus, fighting fevers and chills. Not fun.
As I was quarantined to my room, I realized a couple of things about myself: I don’t have that “high pain tolerance” that I, like many, have claimed to have. It’s just that I haven’t had much physical pain in my life. Honestly, I hate being sick, I hate pain, and no, I don’t tolerate it well. I guessed my will to live is pretty weak. This made me realize, I should get the epidural when having children. Oh, and I hate the smell of lysol.
Did I mention after fielding the blow about my viral pink-eye, and not being about to work all week, I came down with the biggest pus-filled tonsils I’ve ever seen. Yep, add strep to my week! Awesome.
Luckily, I’m back on my feet and worked this whole week… unfortunately, catching up with work meant my blog hasn’t received much of my love or attention. I missed it dearly and have so many posts to share. I hope to be back this week to my M-W-F routine.
Now, go wash your hands and don’t touch anything! I don’t want any of you to get pink-eye or strep! :)
Happy Weekend Friends!
Side Note: Yep, that’s penis in our pasta. Thank you Sarah & Adam for making the trek all the way to Italy and back with these little wonders. They are hilarious and thoughtful friends! It has nothing to do with the post material, yes, but posts aren’t fun without pictures, and this post needed a laugh or two! He he.
When I seen the pasta I thought “is that what I am thinking it is?”. Sarah wouldn’t put that on a post…But SURPRISE, you sure fooled me. That’s the girl….we always have to have some fun. Take care. But it should have been a picture of you and not Paul eating it. Love you, Nanc
Ha ha, Nanc! I’m glad you got a laugh out of it! I was a little scared I would offend someone, but it’s just pasta, right! And this posted needed some
“color”! I hope you are doing well, thank you again for the anniversary wishes!
Oh gosh, I am old, for some reason when I looked at it, I thought of Mickey Mouse and then of course you can see my sister who would know what it was– Sorry to hear about your eyes and then strep– Paul must not of gotten it.
Ha ha. Yes, just think it’s Mickey Mouse pasta. ;)
No, Paul didn’t get sick, I was so happy he didn’t! Thought I wasn’t happy he lysol-ed everything, including my pillow! Ha! Always happy to hear from you!
So glad you are back to normal!! I did miss your blog!!
Thanks! It’s great to be back! :)
the penis pasta is HILARIOUS, and I want some! Glad you’re feeling better… now maybe you guys can come over for dinner!
Tonight, can’t wait to actually get out! I’ll have to make a trip to Italy for more pasta, though! :)