So, I'm sick. Spent a bit of time in the hospital last week, and still not completely recovered now. The good news is it's probably not anything serious; they didn't find anything with the x-rays, ultra-sound, blood tests or samples (so far). The bad news is that means they aren't sure what's wrong with me, which makes it difficult to treat.

However, my doctor (who is wonderful) took some more bloods and other samples to run tests yesterday, plus put me on two kinds of antibiotics, so with a bit of luck it'll clear up shortly, or at least they'll find out what the problem is. Or both. I am getting better, but it's taking ages. Nausea and vomiting for two weeks? It sucks.

(And no, I don't have swine flu: I'd be better by now if I had.)

(And no, I'm not pregnant, either. More's the pity.)


...so, that's what's going on with me. Another journal where I go, "hey, life is kicking my ass too hard to make time for art!" Hopefully this situation will change shortly.

In the meantime, here's a joke:

A bear, a lion and a pig are sitting around discussing who is the most scary and dangerous. The lion says, "When I roar, the whole jungle quivers in fear!" - to which the bear replies, "That's nothing! When I growl, the whole forest quakes!" The pig snorts, "Neither of you have anything on me. All I have to do is sneeze and the whole world shits its pants."