Attitudes are contagious. Are yours worth catching? ~Dennis and Wendy Mannering
My doctor called me on Monday; that is never good. She said I have the flesh eating bacteria, also known as MRSA. Apparently when the cross eyed resident cauterized my nose, the bacteria grew from that. It would make a dandy Stephen King movie. I know you are thinking "Oh NO, not her nose yet again!" Sorry. A few days later, I got a big packet in the mail on how to disinfect everything. In a nutshell, I should burn the house down and soak in a vat of bleach. Now since I am too sick to do all this, and no maid in her right mind would enter my house, how is that gonna happen? Phil will also need to get tested, as it is extremely contagious. They don't seen to care about me being among people in the real world, but if I set foot inside the hospital they will admit and quarantine me. What ever happened to the good old days when the town crier would tack a quarantine paper onto your front door? And then the locals would come with torches...no, wait, I have my movies confused. So for now I am on strong antibiotics and washing with a potion to keep it from spreading. Such is life.
“We didn’t sit around on our hands expecting others to take care of us. In fact, we worked our fingers to the bone, up half the night moonlighting so you wouldn’t be burdened with taking care of us. ..We simply wanted to provide an example of diligence, hoping it would prove contagious.”
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