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-Google Toolbar quote: "Bloomingdales" (one of the "suggestions" when I start typing "Blogger")-

Vivid dreams last night. One involved yet another twist-up of the Phantom of the Opera story (the most notable part of which involved me teleporting and switching to third person without realizing I was dreaming), and the other involved family relationships. Specifically, the family member in question was sticking his string bean into my glass of milk, even though I told him to stop, and I required counselling to learn to deal with my anger over this. Dreams=weird.

Turns out I spoke too soon about the TB PPD skin test. Well, I still don't think it's producing a positive result, but it sure is producing an irritating negative result. Which is to say: yesterday it slowly transmogrified from "a tiny bruise" to something more resembling a mild spider bite, pink, raised, and a tiny bit painful at times. I attribute this to the super-sensitive skin in which my arm is wrapped.

As someone I know so cheerily pointed out, medicine is like the opposite of the legal system: it is better that 10 healthy patients become miserable than for one sick patient to test negative and go untreated.

Reality check. If you can avoid them, skip PPD tests.