Heh.

192.

'Course, since it's that time of the month, I expect to balloon up by four pounds at some point this week, like I've been doing. Hopefully, though, it'll be kind enough to deflate back down after, as it's also been doing. ^^

F&$%ing Hell!

One of our volunteers apparently caught TB. The reason why I'm cussing about it is because he showed up here looking for boxes and told me all about catching it himself and having to be on pills and stuff--after we'd been talking for several minutes. He didn't breathe on me or cough or sneeze on me or anything, but we were within two feet of each other at one point, and he's not wearing a damned mask. Not only that, but he wandered off into the hospital to look for more boxes.

I can't remember if it's strictly a droplet issue, or if it's simply airbourne. Already called the Infection Control nurse, and of course she's not in at the moment, but I left a message. HR seems to think it's okay, but still. I want to be sure, both for my own sake, and that of everyone else in the hospital.

If I just got TB, I'm going to kill that old man, sweet or not I'll be REALLY FUCKING UPSET.

ETA: (thank god that was quick)

Health nurse got back to me. The guy is apparently negative on the x-rays, which means he's infected but not contagious. He can't pass it on.

Good.

I know people are usually told what they can and can't do when they have stuff like that, but some don't listen, you know? I'm glad my freakout was unjustified. TB is some serious fucking shit.

:/

This is going to be ugly.

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I like the symmetry..

( Also, skyward? You're in my brain enough. Quit it. ;) )