Sunday, February 8, 2009

Pretend this is Friday

I haven't blogged in a while. So this is intended to catch everyone up.

The last time I was in Vegas, one of my friends was over-served. We were all at the Pai Gow table at one of the casinos on the strip that has "character", it was very late and he was slumped over his drink and his cards. Every once in a while when he needed to, he would grunt and bob his head. That would mean bet, another drink, etc. Each grunt had a different length or pitch, sort of like whale sounds. Now, this guy is one of the smartest people you'll ever meet, so it was pretty funny to watch. And he usually doesn't get that drunk, so we didn't worry much. Until someone mentioned alcohol poisoning. 

That was me on Friday. Oh, I didn't drink any alcohol. In fact, a sip of the Good Stuff just gives me a really bad headache. No, I was over-served with some kind of virus. I was supposed to be getting better but wasn't. So there I was, at MD Anderson, slumped over and giving grunting noises as answers as they pricked and poked. I was given the option of going back into the hospital but opted for some drugs and the promise that if my fever gets worse, to head on in. I knew I had to get better by the weekend. I can't miss treatments for too long. 

So Friday, I drank a lot of fluids, took my new drugs, slept and did what I could to not do much. It was a lost Friday. 

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