Wait a second… I swear I’ve seen that tree before…
There is a blog I like to read by a woman named Erin at this URL: http://outofcharacter.blogspot.com/
Somewhere in there she wrote an entry waxing rhapsodic on the glories of a bladder infection. She likens it to an exchange between thyself and the devil.
Have you ever had a bladder infection? I have. And I think it’s safe to assume that I’m either having particularly vivid de ja vu, or the devil is back… especially considering the fact that I’ve peed 34 times since 7:15 this morning.
Devil: Pssst… *shoves firey pitchfork up my urinary tract* you need to pee, don’t you?…. Think about it. You feel the need to pee. You haven’t peed for about 7 minutes and you took a sip of water before… are those waterfalls I hear? I kid you not! Waterfalls! …. pssst… are you listening to me? I’m only here to help you. Seriously. Go pee. I won’t watch. I promise.
I’m going to the doctor this afternoon, and I’m going to cry until she strokes my hair, tells me I’m pretty, and gives me the miracle drugs.
And then we’ll have a "No, YOU’RE prettier!!" fight.
