Ok I am in on this, today I'm starting to feel SLIGHTLY better, all of a sudden I sit down for the Whitney Houston funeral...go in to the bathroom, to get some tissue and noticed my red neck in the mirror....I AM COVERED IN AN OBVIOUS ALLERGIC REACTION TO which med I have no idea...now, I call him and he says take some benadryl, this is not a small rash this is body covering rash, take another med seriously thats all you got bud? I say where are you, he says "at the hospital with a sick prisoner"...Hes a Sheriff Deputy, I say "great, take care of the prisoner I'll call my dr" HASN'T EVEN CALLED TO SEE IF I'M in Anaphalactic Shock on the bathroom floor.....bite me
Now let me back up to early Jan when he was home to "take care of me" after my shoulder surgery...aside from helping lift me from the recliner he did NOTHING, dishes, laundry, cooking etc., when I said gee soon I will have to hire a maid, he acted hurt....."I'm only one person" really honey????? One person could build a pyramid in Egypt before you could wash a pot of dishes....arrrrggggghhhhh I am so tired of being sick...
