Ick

[mrissa]

So. We're not sure yet, but it looks like timprov is going to need some more doctor time to balance out this spinal fluid thing. Which was one of the reasonably likely possibilities, and we will deal with it just fine.

I'm not sure I can continue to blame the antibiotics for how I've been feeling this morning. I may have some virus on top of them. At any rate, I was not well enough to read for most of last night and early this morning. I'm well enough to read now, I think, but I still intend to spend the day at home doing nothing "useful." I will shower this afternoon and put on clean pajamas. This is giving in to the Sick, I realize. But sometimes that's the way to go.

I'm reading Octavia Butler's Fledgling, when I'm up for reading, and I watched a movie version of "Five Children and It," which was substantially different from my memory of the book, so I think I'm going to reread the book soon. (I have learned through bitter experience that it's best in this order. I hated the Oliver Platt/Kiefer Sutherland/Charlie Sheen version of "The Three Musketeers" the first time I'd seen it, because I had just finished the book the previous week. Now I like it just fine, because I know it's not The Three Musketeers but another story by the same name.)

Tell me what you're reading, and whether you like it, and why.