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And poof, the mood vanished.
The doctor was listening to my story, and he's been standing there very still. He eyes the number 12 football jersey I'm wearing and cries out, “Are you talking about Da
“Yeah,” Phillip and I say at the same time.
“But the Oklahoma game is this weekend. He can't be sick!”
Obviously this man bleeds Husker red, like most everyone in the state.
“Get him here!” he orders.
Phillip calls Da
Actually, he is right about that.
Da
He's so sweet!
By this time, my tests have come back and it's been determined that I do not have meningitis.
Thank God!
Instead, I have a severe case of strep throat, and evidently strep throat can be very dangerous and have serious complications if not treated.
As in you can get rheumatic fever and go into heart failure.
Something I did not know and really wish I hadn't discovered.
I'm dehydrated and weak, so they hooked me up to an IV and gave me two shots of antibiotics.
One in each butt cheek.
Um, not cool.
I'm still trying to figure out why they just didn't put the antibiotics in my IV. I'm pretty sure it was the doctor's way of paying me back for possibly getting Da
“Da
Phillip and I glance at each other and roll our eyes.
The man is a doctor, and he's kissing up to Da
He takes it all so well though. Luckily, he has the kind of personality where no one is a stranger. He'll shake old guy's and little kid's hands all day long. He tells us being a Husker quarterback is a privilege, and he needs to act like a role model and honor the legacy of all the great Husker players in history, or some other bullshit like that.
Actually, he really believes it.
I'm really very proud of the way he handles himself. He always speaks clearly and intelligently to the media, and they seem to love him. Of course, it helps that the team is wi
They eat that kind of crap up. Of course, that really is what he wants.
The media is tricky though. Over the years, we've seen them be totally ruthless to very talented quarterbacks, who frankly, just didn't have the right team combination to win.
So Da
My thoughts are interrupted by the doctor asking Da
Sure it is.
Da
Excuse me, but I'm wearing it!
After much ado and embarrassment, I'm now in a stupid hospital gown and the doctor is proudly holding a Da
I hope it has strep throat germs all over it!
Da
The team doctor shows up at the hospital, my doctor had called him. Even though Da
“We can't risk him getting sick this week.”
Hello. I'm the sick one here. Do we really need to be worried about Da
And I do mean fine.
I don't know where he was, but damn.
He's wearing an aqua blue T-shirt that is just the right side of tight and that makes his eyes a blazing blue.
And I must be feeling better because I didn't really notice that before.
Just my luck, he tests positive for strep and ends up in the bed next to me.
Phillip smiles at the two of us, “How adorable. Matching antibiotics, IVs and hospital gowns.
“Shut up, Phillip,” Da
Thank you!
Da
Phillip, the comedian again, slams us both by saying, “I would've thought you'd learned that lesson by now.”
But don't worry all you Nebraska fans out there.
Da
I still didn't feel that great, so Phillip stayed home with me and watched the game on TV.
Thank God we won, 17-6, otherwise I would have the whole state mad at me, instead of just Phillip.
But since I live with him, it's almost as bad.
Actually he isn't really mad at me, he's just pretending.
He can never stay mad at me.
One day in early April, Da
None of the settings seem right to me, so I get frustrated and draw what I think the setting should look like on a piece of paper.
It's a platinum band, that's not too wide, with 3 baguettes coming out from each side of the solitaire, like a shooting star.
“I love that,” Da
“No,” says the eager to please salesman, “but we can make it.”
While we are waiting, for what seems like forever, for him to write it up, Da
I nearly say I've never really given it any thought, but I'm bored, and well, what girl hasn't given it at least the teensiest of thought? So I draw up my perfection. A 2-carat emerald cut diamond in a platinum setting. From each corner of the solitaire are baguette diamonds that form an x on each side before intertwining and becoming one at the back.
Incredible, if I don't say so myself!
“Wow. That's cool too. Da
I smile.
This from a guy who never gave a diamond a second thought, unless it had something to do with baseball. Now, he thinks he's an expert.
Afterwards, we head to the bar to discuss Da
GO HUSKERS!
We all went to the bowl game and had an incredible time. Da
It sounded like the perfect plan, until Lori came crying to me because she just got another candle.