The leg is already starting to get better. It's no longer so tender and swollen that t hurts just to move it (as it did earlier today) and I think the swelling might have one down slightly, but I could just be fooling myself. Anyway, I'll grab some Tylenol from the Zee locker when I get to work, keep the leg propped up, and everything should be okay. I may even have enough work backed up from the last couple of days to keep me busy, which would be nice. And after work, phoenixalpha and I take jamestrainor out for ribs, as has become traditional on his birthday; this will also be a late birthday dinner for me, since we were busy moving P that weekend and none of us had money or energy at the time.
A couple of folks have tagged me with the "six odd things" meme, and I'm still mulling over how to respond to that. I haven't forgotten. I also want to do a short review of Sean McMullen's Eyes of the Calculor, which I finished right before the bacteria struck. Maybe over the weekend.