Yeah, so, Homer is doing great.
He has recovered and adapted pretty quickly considering he had 14 teeth extracted on Wednesday. Animals are pretty amazing like that. I know if I had a bunch of teeth removed I’d be whining like a little bitch. He’s been running around the house like nothing happened. And, he’s loving the soft food diet. He got mashed potatoes Wednesday and Thursday. This morning I scrambled him an egg. Seriously. I cooked for him.
So, yeah, Homer is awesome. Me, on the other hand, not so much.
I woke up Thursday with the worst stomach flu: body aches, nausea, vomiting – you know, the works. It was awful.
Here are a few telltale signs that I’m really, really sick:
1) I bitch about it nonstop.
2) I don’t turn on the TV.
3) My hair gets wild.
Usually, my hair looks like this:
But when I’m sick, it looks like this:
I am feeling much better today. Still not 100 percent, though. I’m sore all over. However, I have eaten without vomiting so I’ve got that going for me. Yeah, I know. You’re welcome for the imagery. Have a good weekend, everyone!