Today is not a work at home day. Today is a work in the office day. Well, part of it is, anyway. I’m heading in to the office to finish up my edit of a book I’m working on, then having lunch with my friend Ainsley. We go to this place called Cafe Mirage because they have this potato wrap, I mean, chicken wrap that’s awesome. One or both of us always orders it. You might have guessed there are mashed potatoes in the wrap. You also get a drink included in the price of your lunch, and the drink can be anything on the menu. Even a smoothie. All for about eight bucks.
Today I will be drinking more cranberry juice, because…you guessed it…this mofo bladder infection just will not go away on its own. This means I will probably have to stop off at the local walk-in clinic and wait for three hours for a prescription for antibiotics.
Sorry today’s post sucks but at least I posted and there are only nine days left in this long month of November. I won’t drop out, I won’t!
Can you just call your GP and ask them to phone in a prescription for appropriate antibiotics to the pharmacy? That’s what I do, because I’m too lazy to actually go see my doctor!!!
Oh, god, the bladder infections. When I used to get them, I could hardly stand to be around myself until either the drugs or the cranberry juice kicked in. My condolences.
But potato in a sandwich sounds divine!
I’ll trade your bladder infection for my yeast infection that Monistat just isn’t killing!!