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I’m still suffering the fever, but it’s not as bad as yesterday. Shortly after I take some Tylenol, I feel not too badly. As it wears off, I start to degrade, but still better than yesterday.
Did I mention my hair hurts? When I took a bath this morning and washed my hair, it hurt. I know, it sounds like I’m suffering from an acute hangover. I wish it were that easy. The Vorlon Wife bought me some baby shampoo as the radiologist that was to zap my head recommended baby shampoo. I was in the tub and attempted to use it only to discover that nothing came out when I squeezed. I opened the cap and the bottle was sealed! Who seals shampoo bottles? It’s not like I’m going to drink it. Since my hands were wet, I had to call the Vorlon Wife to open the bottle. Talk about feeling helpless, I had to get help to open a bottle of shampoo.
I’ve dropped a couple of pounds in the last couple of weeks. I’ve taken to eating everything in sight.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with a Klondike bar.
Posted by The Vorlon at November 2, 2005 2:46 PMKeep up the spirit. It's nice that you can find
some thing to chckle about. That lifts our hearts also. I hear what you are saying about sealed bottles. We don't find it very humoris our selves when struggling to open some containers. Women are stronger than we give them credit for.
The Vorlon Wife comes to the rescue again!
Posted by: Reb Orrell at November 3, 2005 9:21 AM