Tuesday, January 6, 2009


"Oh, I am going to be sick!" I exclaimed as I motioned for Tim to pull the company van off the road and onto the shoulder.

"You're not pregnant, are you?" Tim jokingly quipped while I was barfing my guts out in the grass.

I climbed back in the van feeling so much better.

"You got a stomach bug?" Tim warily asked.

"It's my nerves," I replied.

We finally pulled into my Doctor's parking lot.  I was due for an injection in the ole derrière.  My sanity potion as I call it.  The nurse had a hard time putting it together and almost screwed it up.

"Dear God, please don't let her screw this up," I prayed with my heart pounding furiously in my chest.  I was nervously rocking back and forth in my chair. 

Finally, I got my injection and left the building.  Tim was sitting in the van listening to Country music.  Tim drove me on home and I am waiting for the drowsiness my injection causes an hour after I take it. It is so good to be home.


Moonroot said...

Hope you're feeling better.

I'm The Momma, That's Why! said...

Great Job! Ya made it through just one more ordeal!

I had blood drawn today for the doctor to check for whatever. The poor guy doing it tried over and over - SIXTH time he finally got it right! I think he was using a pickax. Poor, poor me! I'm on Zoloft - and doubled up today I was such a wreck!

Hope you're feeling better, I know that I am.

On a much happier note - I just love the picture at the top of your page! That's the most beautiful scene.

Congrats to you on your continued success!

Grannie in Florida

Kevin said...

sucks man. i hope you have a better day tomorrow.

SOUL: said...

same here--- hoping it's better for ya.
take-er-ez brotha

Leann said...

Bless your heart. I hope you feel better after the magic elixer :-)

forsythia said...

Maybe it wasn't your nerves. Could have been a mean ol' virus.

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