Guess who went to the emergency room tonight? Blame my cats. Early Saturday morning as i was going to sleep, I started to pet Miss MewMew, who had lay beside me. Crookshanks took that moment to spook her and MewMew clawed my hand up pretty good. It was sore, but i thought nothing of it. I've had plenty of cat bites and scratches before. No big deal. Always healed with no problem. Well, this last scratch decided to become greatly infected. The back of my right hand swelled up, turned red and was very warm to the touch. But I waited until tonight to go in. Stupid me. If I had gone in yesterday, i would have gotten pills. Because I waited, I got a shot in the behind. That hurt. Fortunately I had eaten earlier, so I didn't get lightheaded like I normally do when getting a shot. My cats got a lecture when I got home though. They shouldn't cause me so much pain. I just hope the antibiotic works. I really don't want to go back to the hospital.
That's really the only thing that has happened lately. I'm patiently waiting for NaNoWriMo to start in a few days. I have no idea what I'm going to write. Actually, I have a little spark of one, but I haven't decided if it will be straight up thriller/mystery or if I want to add a supernatural element to it. *sigh* At least I have a laptop now to make the writing that much easier.
Okay, I think I should go to bed. I think the shot is beginning to take effect. I can't keep my eyes open. bye!