Back from the doctor's...

So, the GOOD news is, I'm looking better. I'm feelin' better. Hell, I am better. Fever gone, as are the nausea, headaches, pain, stiffness, and all that bad stuff. And all I had to do was eat an Indian Scout... mmm, nothin' like the Wendigo health-plan! Well, that and my good friend codine! So that's good.

The BAD news is, well, they took a look at my blood work and... funny story actually... it seems my liver functions are all completely out of whack. "It's like you have Hepetitis or something" passed out of his lips in the course of his description but were not brought up again.

Yes, that's right. Give the bad liver to the son of the alcoholic.

Of course, I should probably remind him that I had been taking tylenol every four hours for five days straight, and tylenol's classic for fucking up livers. But regardless, we'll be seeing one another again next week to see what today's blood tests bring up.

Ah, the glorious surprises never end, do they? At least I feel pretty good right now. I think I shall celebrate at McDonald's.