Eleven years ago today, the in-house “potato meme” was born. He was the mean-muggest potato.
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Wordless Wednesday: March 16th, 2022
Since I haven’t addressed this in here yet.
I had to go to the local hospital on Sunday to get IV antibiotics because, having been on prednisone when Bub pinched my arm in several locations during meltdowns, those pinch marks became infected with Staph since they had broken the skin. The precipitating event was that, in spite of fastidious cleanliness, it managed to jump to the left side of my body where it rapidly moved each day for three days. Urgent care didn’t feel like they could adequately treat that… level of infection, so I was sent to the local hospital. After waiting for several hours, which I expected but found no more entertaining, I was eventually called back, gave several vials of blood to check for different things, and their determination was the same as mine — Staph infection (especially because I have a prior history of opportunistic Staph infections of the skin), and they were going to defer to urgent care’s recommendation that I receive IV antibiotics. Their goal was to bridge me to oral antibiotics as soon as possible, but given the severity of this, I had to be given a medication that I’m allergic to because the allergy is not severe or anaphylactic. I just take Benadryl along with it and report anything more than “a mild to moderate inconvenience” to my care team. Worst case, I head back up to the local hospital. So far I am managing to strag along just itching, which I will gladly accept in light of…
I might need to make a whole new tag for this, but…
My high school experience was so awful due to the school that I was zoned for, and attended, that I let the principal know at the end of my senior year when we were discussing something — that I suppose I will eventually get to — that I didn’t want the school to contact me after graduation for any reason, and I made sure to hide well enough not to be invited to my first class reunion. So far, I haven’t been contacted, which is good, and I speculate that I won’t be invited to any class reunions since I have made my desire not to attend any of them abundantly clear. To date, I am only friends with one single person that attended my high school the same time as me on Facebook, and he only attended my freshman year before his father, being in the military, was assigned somewhere else and he had to move. Anyway, getting to the actual point of this…
My high school became a four-year high school during my freshman year, and we had an almost record-setting number of bomb threats called in that year. The next year, though… radio silence. I eventually found out that a teacher had accidentally admitted to a student that all bomb threats called in that year were actively being ignored because the school administration had requested that they be ignored and no action taken on them. I would have much rathered that action be taken on bomb threats being called in when there were no bombs on campus than for there to actually be, or have been, a bomb on campus that administration “ignored” because they didn’t like having to order that the school be evacuated each time this occurred. And for the rest of the time that I was a student at this school, we didn’t have a single bomb threat, so I knew that any that were being called in were being ignored. It weren’t as though our school, or even this city, was low on crime. People could have gotten killed due to administration not wanting “inconvenience”.
We had the same principal from the school’s inception until 2006, so I can’t really speak beyond that point.