Having made it through mentalpause, attack of the hair color, and now one year away from the next decade, a weird virus & sleepless nights with shoulder pain- Dr. Husband could stand it no more. He hauled me off to the ER where I spent this birthday morning. After getting yellow and blue “bling” (plastic bracelets), we waited around for 2 hours. Dr. Darko finally came in and said no to shooting me up with ‘roids so the whole thing was a big bust. Maybe next week I’ll be ready to gear up for the next chapter- of my novel and my life. Happy to me.
Update: Apologies for self-indulgent rant, finally got the “shot” 12 Mar thanks to Goddess & G.