Lettuce prey

Now - I hafta go elevate the smegger, and take me antibiotic, mummy!

Take your antibiotic - no citrus - lots of liquids - elevate the leg - rest.

Am I going to have to call you to check up on you?

dlowan wrote:

Don't they know not to provoke the bunny?????

Cheezits, dlowan, I am sorry to hear you are dealing with this. Yes, be good and take your pills and listen to ehBeth...

ditto - and there even some others, where I've a look now and then



Quite right. (And some other should listen to her as well!)

And of: "hold your dominion"!

ah I see "the noise" won out. Here's looking at you kid.

Smooches.

Checking in late to add my good wishes.

That's our Edgar. Always on time for the smoochin'

Lol! SMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCH!

Ya know, it can be quite nice to be a shortish person in between two tallish people smoochin'

mmmmmmmmmmmm

So was the barf attack related or its own thing?

Creeping up your leg -- yoiks.

Very glad you got the antibiotics when you did.

Prolly related. As was the high fever and the awful aches - beginning of infection establishing itself - and ne body fighting it. I think Husker has had similar symptoms - but worse?

It is starting to go all bruised looking - I think the skin will all peel.

Yes - up, and around - ewwwww.....

Glad you're enjoying yourself Beth!

Several years ago (seven, eigtht?) is was bitten by a brown recluse. I did not discover that until several days after the fact, when i was changing bed linen and found the critter. My symptoms were the same. At first i had a boil on my shin (not yet knowing about the spider who had decided to live in my bed linen). I carefully lanced it, drained it with sterile gauze, and then bathed it twice daily with epsom salts in hot water. It looked like clearing up. At the time i was somewhat hobbled by an injury i had suffered to my left leg--i tore the meniscus over the kneecap when i slipped on some ice.

Then about four or five days after the boil appeared, i got the most raging influenza-like symptoms. My leg swelled to nearly twice its size below the knee in the course of about twelve hours. I went to the hospital, and the doctor was clueless. When i discovered the child of Arachne living in my bed, i had kept it in a jar, and i took it to the doctor, who "poo-pooed" the idea. I found another doctor. Altogether, i was laid up for about a month. I went to the hospital for outpatient treatment each day, and required the assistance of someone else to get down the stairs to the door, down the steps to the street and onto the bus. Since my van still ran well, i used it as a bribe to get people to help me and run me around. 'Tis a miserable condition to be in, and despite your lapine ways, you have my sincere sympathy.

Lapine ways?


Thank god it was not a brown recluse! -

Your leg all better now, Set - no recurrences?

No, but it took daily visits to the hospital's outpatient therapy unit for three weeks. I gained a lot of weight, and since have lost little of that. My mobility has never fully recovered, although i can still walk long distances without too much trouble. One of the problems was that i was in therapy for the torn tissue over my left knee when this condition appeared on my right shin. I was unable to continue the physical therapy for the knee for over a month. My knee will never fully recover, and going down steps is a torment for me, although for whatever bizarre reason, it doesn't hinder me going up steps.

I personally am quite fond of Arachne's progeny, have ever wished them well, and avoid killing them if i can. I know not what cruel machinations of an unkind goddess lead me into that misadventure.

Oh dear.

Perhaps it was a she arachnid - and she meant it as a love bite?

Perhaps she had felt scorned . . . hell hath no fury, etc. . . .

Or - it was a boy - and he thought your legs were the sexual paps of the mightiest competitor in existence...


Hell hath no fury like a male whose wedding tackle is made to look puny....

God, that cracked me up . . .


The Wabbit scores again ! ! !