WTF Wednesday, it caught me

Anytime someone tells me they have the flu or they’ve been feeling sick or anything close to that, this is me:

Don't want what you gotNo thank you, I don’t want what you’ve got.  I’ll stay over here in the germ free zone thank you very much.

MacGyver is the very same way.  And this past weekend he and I were somewhere and someone blew their nose and immediately MacGyver and I had the same reaction.

run gurl

Gurl, run!

We were talking about it on Saturday because I had taken Hank to the vet for a bandage change and MacGyver had been watching the news and he told me that he heard them say that the flu cases are starting to decline and that the end could be near.  I told him how happy I was to hear that and then told him how one of the vet techs was sneezing and coughing the entire time we were holding Hank down to change his bandage.

And I’m pretty sure she thought I was hella rude because this was me,

you just sneezedI didn’t actually spray disinfectant but I did pull out my hand sanitizer and slather it all over me and pull my shirt up over my face.  I told MacGyver the entire story and then he got out the lysol and sprayed my car and everywhere I had been and I sprayed the entire house down.

no fluWe can be a little over dramatic.

But on Sunday morning my throat felt a little scratchy.  And it didn’t get any better and then Monday after running my allergies went haywirej so I took allergy medication but when that didn’t help I got concerned.

OH NOOn Tuesday I didn’t run or walk and by 11AM I was exhausted and needed a three hour nap.  When I was ready for bed again at 9PM, I knew something was wrong.  That’s why I got up this morning first thing and went to the doctor.

Despite all the hand sanitizer, the copious amounts of lysol, and all the precautions we took this year I somehow ended up with the flu!

screamingIf you need me I’ll be on the couch watching netflix for the next few days silently cursing the demon who gave me this virus!

WTF it’s Wednesday and I cannot believe I have the flu!

WTF Wednesday, bankrupt by a spider

Before I get into this post let me just share with you what I found on the lanai last night:

We think this is actually a fishing spider but I don’t care what it is, I almost blew up the house to get rid of it.

Why?  I just got back from the vet.  I had to drop off Hank.  He has been getting better and everything was looking good but then I asked MacGyver to watch him for a half hour so I could go to the store.

just one

When I walked in the door with my groceries, I scanned the sofa quickly and then said, ‘where’s Hank?’ at which point MacGyver said, ‘what do you mean?’

Apparently, we have different ideas about what ‘watch the dog’ means because when I’m at home all day working, I keep him right beside me and I don’t let him get up unless I carry him outside to go to the bathroom because stitches are expensive y’all!

MacGyver just watched him until he fell asleep on the sofa at which point Hank got up and went out to the lanai where he proceeded to chew out some of his stitches.  We basically repeated the scenario this morning except I was only out of the room for 10 minutes to take a shower and in those 10 minutes he managed to chew out another chunk of stitches.

Now, if you saw the pictures of his spider bite and the subsequent surgery, you know he has a lot of stitches but that’s because he NEEDS all of those stitches.  That’s why I took him back to the vet this morning to get more stitches.

As the vet was pulling back the skin to look at how it’s healing she found some additional necrosis.  Fuck!  So now, Hank is in surgery again.

For the love of God

You know what I wish?  I wish that stupid fucking spider would’ve just asked me for four or five thousand dollars.  That would’ve been a hell of a lot easier.

WTF?  It’s Wednesday and if I never see another spider in my life, I really wouldn’t give a shit!


WTF Wednesday, No Times and sick puppies

MacGyver and I aren’t real big on the whole Valentine’s Day celebrating thing.  I mean, we used to go out to dinner and he has bought me lots of jewelry over the years but for the past few years, we’ve dined at home and I’ve bought candy the day after at 50% off which makes my man super proud!

proud husband

Anyways, this year when MacGyver asked me if I wanted anything I said yes because despite all the jewelry that he has given me and all that I own, I do not have a pair of ruby earrings and I really wanted to pair so I told him.

Last night we went to the store to purchase them.


After we finished checking out the lady said, ‘Happy Valentime’s Day!’

No you didn't

No m in Valentines


Also, it’s not cute.  No one says Valentimes, unless you’re four!


For the record, I’ve spent the entire morning endearing the dogs to me.  I took Hank to the Vet at exactly 9AM.

Not that you can tell in the picture but he injured a disc in his back and is now on bed rest and more drugs than an 80’s rockstar.

Exactly one hour after arriving home with Hank, I went back to vet with Boomer.

He is also hyped up on drugs right now and that’s not including the ones I had to give him to get him into the vet’s office.  Boomer has a raging ear infection and some soreness and stiffness in his hind legs and like his brother, good drugs.

The good thing is once they got the drugs in them they didn’t remember the vet visit.  Maybe it will be a good Valentine’s day after all.

WTF, it’s Wednesday, Happy ValenTINES Day!