So Bryan had to have a tetanus shot this week. He cut himself at work, and called me to ask if he should go get one...
Hmm...

• Did you cut yourself on metal? Yup!
• Was it rusty? Yup, really!
• Can you remember when you last had a tetanus shot? Nope!

I told him to go...

So off to the clinic he went. He seemed fine on Tuesday night, but Wednesday was another story! His reaction to the shot was quite adverse....

It went from a sore arm, to fatigue, progressing into a migraine with nausea and the works. It was a fun evening... the cats were not sure why Bryan was in the bathroom calling the toilet really rude names... (it turns out he was talking to his stomach)

Today he was much better, and to my delight, showed up at home with a dozen roses for me!

I promise to make sure the cats don't eat them.