Drug Dealing Danger...

I feel weird.

I'm dizzy.  Lightheaded.  Tired.

My eyeballs are spinning...I can't even watch TV without feeling like my head is going to roll off my shoulders.

When I think about all the creepy crawlies and cooties our patients bring into the pharmacy, I feel myself coming down with a little something science has named "hypochondria".

But whatever I have isn't due to my hypochondria.  I think maybe a cootie really jumped off a patient and waged war on my immune system.  This is weird.  I can't tell if I'm running a fever because I don't have a thermometer.  Maybe I have a virus that has taken up residence in my optic nerve and ear holes...causing problems with my vision and balance???

That's probably it.

Too bad the pharmacy world doesn't believe in sick days, cause it might be difficult to deal drugs if I can't focus on a computer screen, eh?  I guess getting cooties is a risk of being a drug dealer...

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Bubba plays golf on TV.  Will says he's a really good golfer; he's Will's favorite golfer.  Bubba wraps his driver twelve times with grip tape.  Will says he has giant hands, so he has to wrap it that much to fit his big ol' gorilla hands properly.  Bubba is a very tall dude.  Will says that helps him hit the ball farther.  Bubba smiles a lot.  Will says he's a good guy, which is why he likes Bubba.  Bubba wears a lot of Travis Matthew shirts.  Will says they pay him lots of money to wear those shirts.

Bubba buttons his golf shirts all the way up to the top button; he looks like a goofy nerd.  Will says he doesn't know why he does that.  I say his wife should tell him not to do that.  I say if Will was a pro golfer, I wouldn't let him be on TV with his top button buttoned like a goofy nerd.  I say I would make sure Will looked goooooood on TV....until he starts getting fan mail from girls.

Then I would make him button his top button like a goofy nerd.

Maybe Bubba's wife does make him button that top button after all.

Clever lady, that wife of Bubba.

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I fell so craptastic, I can't even be bothered to scrounge up a picture for this post.

Sorry.  If I'm alive tomorrow, I'll make it up to you.