I've been wondering where the last couple of days went. And then I got one of these. Photos of viruses are incredibly beautiful I think. But the thought of those little guys swimming around my lungs, wreaking all sorts of havoc is not so nice. So good daughter Sarah, the ICU nurse who's been treating H1N1 cases for the last week, finally scared the bejesus out of me. Told me that I fit her typical patient profile, 'older' ( I am not), asthmatic (not my fault), prior pneumonia (true), waits too long to get treatment (I don't like all the germs in clinics). It wasn't all of the scary disease complications so much as the reminder of what a horrible patient I would be. And that nurses do not like horrible patients. I don't want to be a bad patient and have nurses hate me. Quick trip to the doc, all is well. I have an ordinary cold and a vaciantion, a vacination that I was scheduled to get 3 weeks ago. And a doctor's blessing to sleep in and nap. I like naps. I don't really have time right now for naps but I will do as told and be a good patient. Really truly, I will try to get over the instinct to challange authority.