For the past, what, four years I think? Morgan, my sister, has been complaining of soreness and when I'd playfully slug her - not hard at all - she'd burst into tears. I thought that she was just a wimp, either that or I was a lot stronger than I thought, until we found out that she had Strep.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I'm not sure what exactly it's called, but it's throughout her body. Her, whatever it's called, the thing that tests for strep, the accepted rates for it were 0 -200.
She was 600.
She's on a huge anti-biotic, and she will hopefully be better in a few months.
So far on my Guitar I've figured out how to play the first eight notes of Iron man and the first four of "Come, Come Ye Saints," but no more than that.
Not much in My life is going on right now, although Obama is now President and the Inaugural address was a flop. What was up with that Prayer anyway?
Have a good day!