Well, been feeling bad for about a week, like my bp had bottomed out and the
creek had run dry. Got up Sat. and had light red splotchiness on upper left
leg. I thought --that is just where my 4 lb. Chihuahua has been sleeping.
Chubs, bless her lil' cold nose heart. Got up Sun. morn and the redness had
strengthened and moved toward my knee. A bright vibrant red that spoke
eloquently of infection. I thought, first thing Monday morning, I shall pursue
this foul malady, assuming I don't die in the interim. This morning my foot was
double normal size, scaly, and an angry, nay, vicious scarlet from toe to knee!
The doc took one peek and said, Hie thee to a hospital post haste, young man!
Your future is filled with IV's and other modern medical monstrosities. And so
she was right. So here I lie, beaten down by fate, and sporting feet that
resemble a dead dinosaur's rotting feet. I also have a fever and a bad
attitude! Anyway, you guys say a prayer for me cause it looks like I'm going to
need them. God bless you, my quad posse. Also pray that my guardian angel is
named Saint Roceferin!
