Balls and Walnuts
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Best laid plans
Just settling down to write a post on tonsillectomy, when wouldn’t you know it: the ER calls. I have to go stop a bad nose bleed.
See ya later. Maybe.
D.
Hell, you don’t need me. CORN DOG IS BACK!
A post on nosebleeds sounds much more interesting.
Maybe it is because many many moons ago, I had planned to do an article on nosebleeds for a newsletter I published. I think I had the attention-grabbing title: “Nosebleeds: What Can Be Done?” or something along those lines.
I think I wrote the article, but never did publish it.
I did write about nose bleeds, but I didn’t write much. I promise you I’ll write something on nose bleeds . . . um, soon.
Nose bleeds are annoying. But I’ve not had one in over ten years. I think Scotland is moister and therefore doesn’t cause the midnight back-of-hand over vigorous face rake that leaves one with blood streaked nostril marks on the pillowcase.
I once had a tonsil go that big and turn black. Only the one though. Still got them both, too. Theirs look awful sore, poor wee soul.
…there’s an apostrophe missing in that last bit. Sorry.
Yup. Gotta right a nose bleed post. Soon . . .
Where’s the missing apostrophe? And why is everyone a grammar cop tonight? Their’s or Theirs’ doesn’t look right, either.
HEY! Thanks for the linky love.
Nose bleed? Eww.