Mary Oliver

"Tell me, what is it you plan to do

with your one wild and precious life?"

Thursday, February 11, 2010

So That's What Was Wrong. Maybe.

Well, after I wrote last night's post, I ate dinner and ended up feeling evil and cranky which morphed into a crying jag. I figured it was hormones and stress, my frequent companions.

Well, lo and behold, when I went to the doctor today for my checkup, he told me that the sore throat I thought was just sinus drainage was actually an infection and that it was drifting down to my lungs again. Good grief, no wonder I was feeling so low last night. I'm on a whopper of an antibiotic and coughing like a seal again, so I guess it was just in time. It's like when the girls were little and would get super cranky and then the next day I'd find they had a fever. The lightbulb moment.

Anyway, I finished the day at school, came home, took a hot bath and I'm in my pajamas ready for a little relaxing on the couch. Which includes knitting. Photos tomorrow I hope.


  1. Oh you poor thing! That sounds miserable and a bit scary. Are you going to take Friday off to get well? You certainly deserve to!

  2. Oh, Rose. I hope you're feeling better, soon. Take care of yourself!

  3. Have a nice, quiet weekend & feel better!