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5:55 p.m. - Thursday, May. 27, 2004 How drugs don't necessarily cure the beast... even though it's music that's supposed to tame the savage beast, you'd think that perhaps Zyrtec would calm the swollen throat. (And, possibly allow me the ability to EAT some food or DRINK something other than scant drops of water occasionally.) Yes, I went to the doctor today. I'm also going to the allergist on Wednesday. However, in the meantime I'm dying. I'm so hungry and am dying for something fattening, rich, and gooey. (Shaddup) Following my feeble attempt to breathe normally, I had to run the baby to the urologist for his 1 year check up. Initially they felt that he might have a hernia in his testicles (yum) and that we'd have to wait until he was 1 to determine whether it was or not. Guess what? They still don't have any idea. The doctor that came in was young. Like young enough to make ME feel old. However, I knew he was brand new to this whole squeezing testicles on a baby thing. As a matter of fact, he was really pleasant and sweet. (Then, the idea of fixing him up w/ my friend, T, popped into my mind.) (for a split second) (Then I realized that she'd chew him up and spit him out before he finished his internship.) (bless his soon-to-be really wealthy little heart) Anyway, I have to bring Mr. Blue Balls back to them in August (don't worry *P*, you won't have to go there while visiting my house) so they can squeeze his little balls again. He kicks, by the way, and hard. The more they squeezed his little balls, the madder he got. He had gotten so mad at one point that he leaned on one elbow to round-house kick Doogie Houser in his junk. Fortunately, the guy was quick and moved back just enough to avoid having to see a urologist himself. *Grins* The baby gets that from ME. Um, not the kicking in the nuts (I've only had to do that 2 times in my life), but the fiesty fire that bellows from his little LUNGs. God, that kid can scream... Speaking of kicking a guy in his junk... When I was in 9th or 10th grade, this girl I knew used to brag about how she loved to kick guys in a nuts. That is, until one day when one guy put his hand in the path of her foot and ended up with a broken hand... and I'm guessing he knew that a broken hand was MUCH better than a broken penis.
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