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I got a tattoo (pics to follow soon).
Went to Oakley, Utah to get lunch at some infamous diner and along the way, saw 3 Bald Eaglettes in a nest!
Said diner (after a long drive and starving) was closed.
Had to go to the dentist to have a mold made of my teeth for something that will stop me from clenching my jaws. That was worse than the tattoo.
Went home, made dinner, got ready to take my girl to Gymnastics.
Went potty. It hurt.
Went 3 minutes later with not a whole lot of production but a lot of pain.
Got my girl to Gym class, told her Papa would pick her up as I needed to see a doctor.
Went to an after hours clinic.
Found out I had a fever.
Peed in a cup.
I have a urinary tract infection but the doctor was very concerned I had a fever and proceeded to check if I had kidney pain (didn't).
Warned me that if I did get pain to come back tout d'suite for an anti-biotic shot, or I might get septic. Then said, "Or we could do it now and cover our bases". Uh, yeah. Give me the friggin' shot.
WOAH, that is a FRIGGIN' SHOT - BIG! GREEN! THICK!
Shot wasn't bad. However the "We need to observe you to see if you don't have a bad reaction" 15 minutes was BAD. Hello? I'm Mrs. hypochondriac! DON'T TELL ME TO LET YOU KNOW IF I FEEL STRANGE OR SWOLLEN! I WILL!!!
Had some wine to calm down (thank goodness I could).
Weird. Friggin. Day.
Love,
helderheid :)
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