Thank God for modern Medicine!

The streaks are fading, the swelling is going down, my armpit no longer aches, and my temperature is almost normal. The cat that bit me got his rabies shots a little over a year ago, so there's no point in running out an biting people. I may even make it in to work tomorrow. Heck, I may even get the spike out of my elbow tomorrow if the Doctor likes the look of my infection. Hard to imagine anyone liking the looks of any infection, but doctors are a different breed altogether.

Today I have slept in, napped, snoozed and watched "Top Hat" "Me and My Gal" and most of "Silk Stockings." Those old musicals are such an escapist treat. I yearn for the lovely gowns that Ginger Rogers sweeps around in. I get such a rush from watching the virile Gene Kelly. And Fred Astaire is so exquisitely elegant! The plots are happy fluff. I LIKE being fluffy. I'm going to be a LOLcat in my next life. Sleeping, snoozing, napping today is just good practice.