"Why have you been so quiet, you bad, bad dolly?" one might ask. "Where have you been?"
Alas, my previous post's optimism about being on the mend was a tad premature. Days after the flu, I came down with a nasty bit of flu-related bronchitis. After that, with every symptom I overcame, a new and worse one came along. I'd rather have had the flu again. Ended up with pleurisy and even tore my throat from all the coughing. Thrills and excitement! I'm much improved now, finally, except for this ringing in my ear from an ear infection I picked up along the way. It hasn't stopped for weeks! It goes, "Eeeeeeeee." Hopefully that'll clear up from the meds I'm on. If not, I'll have to see a specialist.
Suffice to say, I haven't had the energy nor the motivation to any writing or sketching or anything. At least I finally refilled the bird feeder. So that's something.
1 comment:
I hope you feel better soon.
No matter how bad I feel, not filling the bird feeder makes me feel worse. I have a lot of birds counting on me.
Pop Tart
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