There is nothing like a good horror movie, or so I've been told. I haven't really been able to watch one since I snuck downstairs and spied on the Friday Night Fright Night Late Night viewing of "The Blob" when I was about seven years old. I have no idea what was so terrifying about it, but I've never been able to sit through a horror flick since then. No Freddy. No Chucky. No "Day After Tomorrow" even. My kids mock me.
So I've never understood why anybody would REmake a scary movie. I mean, really, if it scared the bejeepers out of everybody the first time, why go for it again?
But me, I'm just livin' the dream here. Because this wasn't scary enough: http://kidneedsakidney.blogspot.com/2012/09/week-seventy-five-godzilla.html , I'm just doing it all again. Like a bad redo of a movie that wasn't anything but frightening the first time.
At least this time I've dodged the ER. I have my little nebulizer an my bottle of steroids. But every two hours for the last three nights running I've pulled up out of a sound sleep to the kind of cough that just empties your stomach. I expect tonight will be more of the same. I'm on day five of prednisone, so tomorrow the doc's going to get a message about how well I'm not doing.
Oh, did I mention I worked today? Yeah, it was fun. I am a little better, though - I didn't feel the overwhelming need to fall asleep every two hours, so things are looking up.