OK, some of you young'uns need to tell me if this has already been viral and I missed it. Because dayum, it's hilarious.
Opened the front door this morning to let the dog out to pee. He took a look at the wall of snow taller than him (note: he's 78lbs), turned around, ran back up the stairs, and hid in the closet. In the brief time the door was open, about half a shovelful of snow blew in onto my floor, which I then dumped in the…
Does anyone know where Carlos the AT-AT went? I may need help shoveling out tonight/tomorrow, and I bet he has a plow attachment.
Post-op day 3. I am bored. My sister flew up to ensure that I was behaving myself, and I've had a bunch of friends dropping by, but I miss the outside and exercise. And, of course, that whole SE Asia bike tour thingy. Sigh.
If I might vent for a moment:
I just had a dream that Justin Bieber was a patient in my community ER. Having right-sided chest wall pain. He was in the main treatment area with beds only separated by curtains and did not act a raging punk. There were no tween riots. No drunks puked on him.
Hello, HD. I thought you'd appreciate this tidbit. Next month I'm going to die in a fireball plummeting into the Pacific on one of those fancy new exploding Boeings, but I won't have to deal with this:
Hello. I felt you all needed to be aware of the fact that the War on Christmas is now happening from within:
Please get your flu shots, people. I have seen approximately ten zillion whiny people with headache, sore throat, cough, belly pain, and achiness in the last week. I'm exhausted. Think of your poor beleaguered ER doc and get your shot next year.