The day has come...Well It came yesterday

This is a sign that hangs on my door. It says what I can and can't do. I also took notes on it to remind myself not to do said things. I'm in confinement in my bedroom. There is no going in or out unless it's to and from the hospital. The reason being because behind this door holds power unimaginable ..behind this door lies Radioactive Superchick with the power........to move you. I tried to take a movie of them giving me the radioactive pills also know as I-131 but alas they said no, however My husband Robbie could watch. They brought into this tiny room a heavy tube with a lid. They removed the lid and slowly and heavily they turned the lid and lifted it off. Then Vinny my Indian nuclear medicine specialist who is short and cute said, "Would you like to kiss your wife for the last time?" Robbie and I were taken aback "GASP!" So Robbie approached me and Vinny had to screw the heavy lid back on. So now I was properly kissed and ready for take 2. The lid was OFF and I could see the walls of the tube were really thick it looked like a giant bullet and inside this giant bullet was a plastic bullet with my name on it. Vinny lifted the plastic bullet and unscrewed that one I was kinda hoping a cute little cardboard bullet would be inside with a note that said "BANG" but it was the blue I-131. I was then allowed back home to confinement. These are a list of things I cannot do.
1. touch little animals
2. touch my husband, no kissing or anything else unless it is a quick hug.
3. no sharing a room with anybody!
4. cannot hang with kids.
5. cannot eat shellfish
6. cannot have salt with iodine in it.

FOR 48 HOURS!

I can still pass it through bodily fluids for up to a week so I cannot lick you in the face. I'm kinda having fun with this but I am soo tired. I have read books knitted and so forth. I recently finished Are you there God it's me Margaret , I can see why Sawyer loves that book, I feel like a woman now.