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*That* wasn't planned
Jun. 19th, 2009 08:55 amI guess I'm not going to Novice/Challenge tomorrow after all. Wednesday evening, I started feeling all sniffly. I figured it was because the windows were open and the allergies were getting me. I took some benadryl yesterday morning, and when I still felt like I wanted to sleep when it wore off, I realized I was sick.
Today is my last day of work, tomorrow is the Artisans Row, and Monday is my first day at the new job. BAD timing.
My doc couldn't get me in at anytime except for during the mandatory out-brief that I had scheduled for this afternoon. So I went online and started looking for walk-in clinics. I found one at Target. Yes, Target, the new one up at Brandywine. It was FAST. Nobody knows about it yet, so they're totally dead. The guy said that their max in one day was four patients. I saw a perfectly capable nurse practitioner who did a strep test, which came back positive.
Strep. Oh, joy. By this afternoon, I officially won't be contagious anymore, but nobody likes somebody running around the event sniffling. Mostly, it's not the event itself, it's all of the packing and prepping I'd have had to do. I still have to do some, but if I don't have to worry about my stuff, it'll be easier.
My original thought was to go along, because an event with both children and both parents would be easier than home with both kids and just me. But Jeff is going to come home tonight after set up, instead of staying over, and he's offered to take Henry with him.
If I'm feeling fab, and everything is done, I might still consider it, but at this point, there's just a 5% chance. So, all Artisans Row questions go to Jeff while on site. He'll be wearing an orange tunic/gown/g63 (insert favorite word for it here). Our tent will have an AR sign on it.
Oof.
Today is my last day of work, tomorrow is the Artisans Row, and Monday is my first day at the new job. BAD timing.
My doc couldn't get me in at anytime except for during the mandatory out-brief that I had scheduled for this afternoon. So I went online and started looking for walk-in clinics. I found one at Target. Yes, Target, the new one up at Brandywine. It was FAST. Nobody knows about it yet, so they're totally dead. The guy said that their max in one day was four patients. I saw a perfectly capable nurse practitioner who did a strep test, which came back positive.
Strep. Oh, joy. By this afternoon, I officially won't be contagious anymore, but nobody likes somebody running around the event sniffling. Mostly, it's not the event itself, it's all of the packing and prepping I'd have had to do. I still have to do some, but if I don't have to worry about my stuff, it'll be easier.
My original thought was to go along, because an event with both children and both parents would be easier than home with both kids and just me. But Jeff is going to come home tonight after set up, instead of staying over, and he's offered to take Henry with him.
If I'm feeling fab, and everything is done, I might still consider it, but at this point, there's just a 5% chance. So, all Artisans Row questions go to Jeff while on site. He'll be wearing an orange tunic/gown/g63 (insert favorite word for it here). Our tent will have an AR sign on it.
Oof.
