Well this kinda sucks. I had some complications yesterday (not related to my flu - that's the other thing trying to kill me) and had to push forward my doc's appt. to today. And he took one look at me and said you're anemic. So great, give me some iron and I'm on my way. But he said it appeared that I might be really low - like transfusion low, so he sent me to the lab and now I'm waiting on a call that gets my ass checked into the hospital. So, if I'm not around for a bit, hold down the fort - I won't be long. I bargained with my doc to let me have the Canuck's game if it is necessary for me to go and he cut me the deal. So I'm here for that regardless. This stuff all stems back to a very botched delivery with Ty that nearly killed me and is now rearing its' ugly head again. Nothing I can't handle though. Just last time I had to get a nasty blood transfusion (I'd lost over half my blood - apparently that's not good). The transfusion came complete with a follow up letter advising me that "the blood may have been contaminated and you must be tested for hepatits/hiv". Worst time of my life, thinking I may have contracted something serious because the blood hadn't been screened. I was one of the lucky ones - all clear. But this new stuff going on brings it all back to the surface, I'll tell you the whole story when I have more energy. Right now I've gotta' go blog surf before I go put my Sopel shirt on. Oh, I don't have one? I'll make one then.