Yes, the big 4-7. To get an early start on the celebrations, I came down with an infection that necessitated a trip yesterday to the American Hospital emergency room. They fixed me up with an IV to make the excruciating pain go away, then sent me away with three medications, a note to take a week off from work, and a directive to make a follow-up appointment.
It's all my fault, of course. The day before, I was thinking how fortunate it is that I've never gotten sick or injured in Paris, where I would be hard-pressed to describe my symptoms. Fortunately, the roommate bundled me off in a cab and they speak English at the American Hospital, as you might have guessed.
The upside is I'll probably lose some weight. It's 3 p.m. and today I've had one (1) banana and about (50) milliliters of SlimFast. I'd kill for some Chicken McNuggets, but it's a hollow threat. I'm going back to bed.
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Happy Bacillus-Ridden Birthday . Hope you get better soon.
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