Hey everybody--it's been a while, and I have BIG NEWS!
So, I was down and out for a couple of weeks because I had (get this:) salmonella poisoning! Isn't that great? I always thought salmonella was an imaginary disease invented by mothers to keep their kids from eating cookie dough, but I guess it's real after all: I got it!
And, as if that isn't great enough, I ALMOST DIED!
I don't know much about vital signs, but when I had my roommates take me to the ER because my limbs were going numb, they were really worried about my vitals. Today I got a printout of my medical record; turns out my blood pressure when I was admitted to the ER was 72/42 and my pulse was 126.
That's baaaaaaaaad.
Isn't it great! This is so exciting: I almost died but, here I am, still alive! Go me!
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ReplyDeleteThis sort of thing doesn't happen in California.
O.o;
ReplyDeleteYeah, you mentioned that in one of Confuzzled's posts... Yikes... Scary what fragile creatures we are.
Glad you didn't die! It'd be a shame... 'cause then we'd have no one to pester. ;P
Death's overrated, good thing you took a raincheck :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd in post 153, you speak of how those who end sentences with prepositions ought to be put down. I contend that "down" is a particle in the verb "put down;" but I wholeheartedly agree in the power of prepositions that sentences are ended with. Except that one was kind of weak.
Rock on, fellow literateur!
That's no excuse for not updating your blog
ReplyDeleteWhat is a poat?
ReplyDelete1) I second the above question and another: What is a Poat? And have you given up Posts in favor of Poats?
ReplyDelete2) I'm glad you're doing better. Whoa nelly, those are some crazy vital signs. (Although my mother and I have perennially low blood pressure . . . she jokes hers is 90over dead . . . But 90 is quite a bit higher than 72)
3) Did you ever figure out what you got it from?
Hey you poat pokers--why you hatin'? It was a typo, okay?
ReplyDeleteI'm gonna leave it there now just for spite!
Nope. Don't know what I got it from. Although, me and my roommates called of this week's round of The Ultimate Raw Chicken Extreme Eating Challenge because ya never know....
Oh, and Peter: you're absolutely right about that adverbial particle. I suppose I underestimated the overall intelligence of my readership.
ReplyDeleteYou rock on, man, and keep it rockin'!
So are you going to have a Post 154 as well, then? (Since in all your stubbornness, you're leaving it that way?) And are you going to throw in more random Poats so this one doesn't feel lonely or anything?
ReplyDeleteAlso, I need something new to disagree with you about! Now that you've read fiction, my one big disagreement trump card has gone down the drain . . . sigh . . .
And we actually agree on politics.
This mocking of your typo just isn't doing it for me . . . please, please, please write something for me to argue with! I'm wilting from lack of reasons to be contrary . . .
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ReplyDeleteAhhhhh. I see. It's one of your wacky college stories. Only this time instead of a girl, your costar was a bacteria.