Thursday, October 24, 2013

No, not there

The children practiced stabbing me tonight. No, not with a knife, with my new epi pen. Or actually, the practice one that came with the kit. Apparently when your face swells up after eating pizza, your doctor freaks out a little and makes you carry around epinephrine. And you are no longer allowed to eat pizza even though Domino's said it was gluten free. And you have to take steroids which make you sick to your stomach, but since you're sick all the time anyway, that is not a big deal. The antihistamines are making me tired, though.

The prickly pear sculpture is coming along. We will start painting tomorrow. That's all I have the energy to write. Just so you know, oatmeal is not better than a brownie, and mashed potatoes with salami does not make a good lunch.

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