Friday, December 30, 2016
Monday, December 5, 2016
FUCKING HELL, I HATE MURPHY!!!
Back in October, I fell ill and ended up being given a prescription of Amoxicillin to combat what the doctor originally thought was acute bronchitis. Well, evidently that was not the case. I ended up with a BP over 180/92; nearly thought I was having a cardiac event and headed for the hospital. After several blood draws and a IV, I was taken in to have a CT scan on my upper chest where they checked my lungs. It turned out that I had a severe case of bronchial pneumonia which if they didn't hit me with 7 days of Moxifloxacin (or otherwise known as Avelox) I would end up more than likely on a slab. Definitely not an A-letter day of fun. I may actually end up with COPD, according to the doctor.
So cue several days after the course of Avelox, I've got patellar tendon pain in my knees; pain in my Achilles tendon and peroneal tendons...and I'm deathly afraid of a tendon rupture, so I've been walking around like an invalid (slowly and in pain), wondering if I should be using a cane to get around.
And then on top of that, I end up with the car's radiator and coolant level dropping to empty and no way that I can physically walk that distance to the Canadian Tire to buy enough coolant to get the car at a running temperature that doesn't exceed 125 degrees. Did I ever tell you how much I hate that bastard: Murphy? (If anything can go wrong, it will).
So as a result: No photography unless it's from the end of my @#$%ing driveway which is as far as I can totter outside.
There ya go. Damn...this sucks.
So cue several days after the course of Avelox, I've got patellar tendon pain in my knees; pain in my Achilles tendon and peroneal tendons...and I'm deathly afraid of a tendon rupture, so I've been walking around like an invalid (slowly and in pain), wondering if I should be using a cane to get around.
And then on top of that, I end up with the car's radiator and coolant level dropping to empty and no way that I can physically walk that distance to the Canadian Tire to buy enough coolant to get the car at a running temperature that doesn't exceed 125 degrees. Did I ever tell you how much I hate that bastard: Murphy? (If anything can go wrong, it will).
So as a result: No photography unless it's from the end of my @#$%ing driveway which is as far as I can totter outside.
So no fancy photos like this one... |
You just get this boring shot from the road. |
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