Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Note to self: Add cranberry juice to the grocery list...

Guess who just realized, with four hours left in her shift, that she's developing a bladder infection? Guess who gets to spend the next four hours hoping it doesn't go from "hmmmm...that stings a wee bit" (yes I know, horrible pun, deal with it) to "OH MY GOD, IT FEELS LIKE BATTERY ACID" during that time? (I've had bladder infections progress that fast before, though my last one was considerably less aggressive.) And guess who gets to go to Urgent Care after she gets out of work at 9 pm? Yours truly. Fun. For. Me.

I'm taking bets on how long I'll have to wait to see a doc. How long do *I* think it will take? Well, I'm stopping by my apartment to get a book. I'm thinking Don Quixote.