Sigh. . .

[rolanni]

So, today started with a visit to the clinic, which was the compromise position, over last night's: "Go to ER now."

My pickleball injury is infected, and I am the lucky winner of a seven-day course of antibiotics, with bonus instructions to go to the ER immediately, should scary red lines begin ascending my leg toward my heart.

Stoopid, stoopid immune system.

After we picked up my medicine, Steve took us for a ride, through Belgrade to Augusta.  Augusta is where our local Lowes keeps residence, and I purchased an under-counter LED light bar that plugs in, to be installed under the kitchen cabinet over the counter where I make bread.  Yay!  I'll be able to see my ingredients!

Note to those who were following the Saga of the Missing Bag of Stick-Up Lights on Facebook yesterday -- no, I did not find the bag immediately upon arriving at home today, but that might be because I took a nap.

Spent the evening in the comfy chair, writing, took my second dose of antibiotic, and now I'm ready for another nap.

Trooper, mind you, is ready for a rousing game of flying mouse.  He's already wrassled Belle and Sprite to standstill, and sent them scattering out of a deep nap, by plunging into the cat tunnel and making the Biggest Rustle Ever, and then capturing the rag tiger and eviscerating it all over the living room, as it put up quite a fight.  I guess even rag tigers have guts.

Oh!  This came in today's mail.  Cover flats for the mass market edition of Dragon in Exile, coming (in June!) to a retailer near you.

Comments

[charlie russel (from livejournal.com)]

Sorry to hear that your floor burn has become infected. Please pay attention to the docs on this, the risk of staph or MSRA are pretty high with an injury like this.

Meanwhile, waiting impatiently for an eARC from Baen. I'm sitting in new-book limbo, with books from you, CJ Cherryh, and Ben Aaronovitch all coming soon, but not NOW. (Patience is not my strong suit, I fear, at least when it comes to books from favourite authors.)

[attilathepbnun.livejournal.com]

Fortunately, unlike those of meat-tigers, rag-tiger guts can be vacuumed up