And The Winner Is...

Sinus Infection! Which is far more preferable than a 3-year-delayed dry socket from my wisdom teeth removal compounded with 50 other things (pink eye, ear infections, etc.). I finally went to the Emergency Room, not having a doctor, and they just sort of ...guessed... and put me on some antibiotics. Super. Mom and Claudia came with me so that I wouldn't be bored or lonely and we all cuddled up on the hospital bed for 45 minutes or so watching James Bond. It was pretty cute. The nurse who gave me my discharge paperwork assumed I was 15 years old and spoke directly to my mother, only marginally acknowledging me. It was obnoxious, but I am confident in my ability to have gone by myself if I needed to, and she doesn't know me, so I'll let it slide.

On a completely different note, I'm going to try and post every day this month in honor of National Blog Posting Month. Its going to be a pretty JV attempt, but I'll just see what I can come up with.