Saturday, February 17, 2007

Just when you think it can't get any worse

No pictures here, a note to say I'm sick. I spent too many knittless hours in the emergency room last night just for them to say, "you are sick". I have some kind of infection (they didn't bother to find out what kind - viral or bacterial) they gave me drugs for both. "You can have shingles or you can have celluitis." Why didn't they just flip a coin??

Oh, and the garage door broke so I couldn't get the car out of the garage (the rented car that is because my car is in the shop). $800 to REPLACE the garage door opener. Hmmmm, let's see what else could I have bought now that I'm up to $3400 in expenses and I've not even gotten a tan yet???

Fix car - $2000
Fix garage door - $800
Fix Deborah - $300 (and counting)

If this keeps up, I'll have to add the entire Koigu color palette to my dream about what I might have splurged on - for my birthday - had I not had the week from hell. My dream would go like this - Knit Koigu socks and Malabrigo sweaters on a beach somewhere while I listen to a bootleg copy of the reunited Police concert...

Stay tuned.

15 comments:

hakucho said...

Sorry for your bad week! You take care of yourself and get well real soon.

Lynn said...

oH you poor thing!! I hope you feel better soon and that things settle down a bit for you. I hope you are at least knitting during some of this downtime (since you are too sick and too poor to go out)

Iris said...

Jeez. Feel better soon. Hopefully the world will calm down and stop cutting into your yarn money.

del said...

Man oh man...I hope it ALL gets better for you soon!

Mary Anne said...

oh Deborah,
you are having some trying times. I'm sorry to hear you are feeling so sick. Take care and take your medication.

Calling Kahlo said...

Oh Deb that is horrible, I certainly hope you feel better. That sucks they couldn't discern between shingles and cellulitis, I would imagine there is a distinct difference (and only because I know two different people who had one of the other and I could see a difference).

Keep the faith!

stickchick said...

oooh man, that so bites!! I wish I could at least give you a hug or something, take you out to lunch and eat lots of chocolate.

Um, at least you have pretty socks. Crud, I got nothin'

caitlyn said...

I am so sorry, Deborah! It is a bit disturbing that the docs couldn't decide what you have, but I hope the meds work. Rest up and feel better soon!

Kirsten said...

Awwwww, Deborah, that stinks! I hope you're feeling better soon.
DH & I tried to get tickets to the Police, they sold out too fast. :(
I guess it'll be a bootleg for me too.

Patricia said...

You forgot to mention that the tax man cometh.
Seriously, I hope that your run of bad luck is at an end and that everything is on an upswing for you. I'm sending "White Lights" your way...You're in my thoughts.

Brown Berry said...

And in ALL that you still manage to make me laugh out loud reading your post. Sending you some "get well soon" vibes! Take a roll in your stash, that sometimes helps me feel better ;)

(P.S. My new blog address is www.thebrownberry.blogspot.com)

AR said...

Oh, no! That stinks! I hope you get better soon.

I understand the garage door thing. Ours has been broken forever. Urgh!

Hope everything clears up fast!

Tammy said...

Ugh, when it rains it pours!! Sorry about all your woes. I hope you feel better soon!!

The Crafty Weasel said...

Oh man!! I hope you're feeling better!!!

Jennifer Coomer said...

Oh no! I'm sorry. That sucks. My mom deals with a lot of health problems that fall under the category of, "We think you have this. But we're not sure. And there isn't much we can do for you. We're sorry and good luck."

Be sure to check my blog. I mentioned you.