Well we finished dinner (supper in Texas 😉 and Brandy had pulled out the Blue Bell to have as dessert. She was just about to get out the bowls when I remembered that it was injection night, and I didn’t want to end up with the milk chills, so I opted out. My nice wife decided that it wouldn’t be nice for them to have ice cream when I couldn’t, which opted the whole family out of dessert. I think this increased the whole fam’s displeasure with Rebif. 🙁 The real surprise is that my son (aka “The Ice Cream Nazi”) didn’t completely melt down.