OK… after eight days, today I acknowledged defeat and dragged myself to the doctor… got a Cort/B-12 shot in the hip, (burned big time)… a prescription for some antibiotics … and while I was there, and under one co-pay, did my annual blood work… three vials of blood… with that shank of a needle… nice little side trip to the pharmacy (30 bucks for 12 pills)… all accomplished with no voice… just little squeaky sounds… what a day... and not one thing on my to do list accomplished all break.. this is my spring break. What’s a workaholic to do? Aright, I’m through whining…
The purple verbena is glorious and doing just fine without me…
1 comment:
Oh honey, feel better soon.
xoxoxox
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