It’s four days before Christmas and one day before my birthday.
My nephew, Greg, has not gotten his birthday card delivered yet. This is most distressing because I put it in the mail a few days early.**Holding my head as it aches while I think about this.**
Jim is on the edge of getting what I had. I know he has a sore throat already, and this does not make for good things here.
Kasia pulled me walking today and so my left shoulder is aching.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, I woke up this morning and have two feet on the floor.
My hair got cut for the holiday and she did a great job.
My eyes are doing well**knock wood** and I am handling the drops pretty well.
I am still coughing, but not too much.
I’m back…did you miss me?
Ah, its spring.
Lovely trees flowering.
As much as I love the season, am not a happy camper when it comes to sore throat, sneezing, etc.
Shingleman refuses to take anything for it, but I am not that tough. I take my nasal saline, etc.,
but the throat?
More tea please!
Well, here we are mid-week again.
The codeine is doing its job, although I am getting an AWESOME**read high sarcasm here** sore throat to keep me guessing how run down I must be.
My nephew Greg is coming to the end of his winter break** sorry Gregory** but I know he is ready to get back to Temple and his classes.
The day being somewhat dreary, I can only let my mind go to hopes of spring and my Phillies pitchers and catchers reporting to spring training in a month.
At least time is marching on!