I'm home

I had a lovely day off.

I took my youngest for her Gardsil shot. She worked herself into a complete pet by the time we were called back. She was clearly going to do a full howling and wailing and waving her little mouse paws production number. But the shot was fast and she barely had time for a hitch.

Then i went to a doc-in-the-box to check on this painful rash.
Cellulitis.
And possibly a blood clot in the thigh. Go to ER before you DIE.

So I spent most of yesterday learning it was cellulities and lymph-angina (not a bloodclot) where the cellulitis was spreading deeper into my body.

Several doses of strong antibiotics later, I'm in better shape and home.

I'm home all week.

Attention Literary Underworld!

All things being equal, I WILL be going to Hypericon.

However, as my legs are not presentable, and neither do they fit into my boots (so no aeronaut to clasp her corseted wenches adoringly, being the ubiquitous steampunk lesbian I am), I will forego the Saturday dressing.

That is all.