Accidental poisoning

 

 

 

 

 

My Mikey, I love you

 

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Ok, before you blow a gasket from the title of this entry, let me assure you that we are all okay, here at BomPom Palace.

Yesterday, we set off bug bombs for the flea problem, especially, that we’ve been having for a bit.  Upon returning home, to air the house out, I must have timed it wrong or something.  Well, I don’t think I timed the bombing cycle wrong.  What I think I did wrong was to come back inside (to stay, that is) too soon after I opened all the windows and turned on the fans, to air the house out.

Not only that, but today, Hank has been in major housecleaning mode.  Part of that cleaning has been to spray bug spray in areas that the foggers might not have reached.

I think I inhaled too much bug spray, or at least too much of the residue of it has been affecting my brain.

Today has been a very ODD day.  I would not want to experience another like it.  I woke up feeling ok, but it soon became evident that everything was NOT okay.  I have had a hard time following logic, seeing things, and hearing things.  It is as if my brain was repartitioned into at least three separate sections, one to handle each of these tasks, and each partition unable to access the others.

I just woke up from a nap.  I was hopeful that a nap would help me clear my head a bit.  It SEEMS as if it has helped.  Then again, I’m not really too much awake yet.  I guess we’ll see.

So I think I accidentally poisoned myself.  Not to the point that I wound up vomiting or anything, but to the point like when one inhales too many paint fumes.

Much love to all,

Betty Louise