Out of the fog.
No pics to show unless you want to see some failed attempt at hats OR the pic that my dear husband snapped of me unknowingly at the ER last night. I have threatened him with severe retaliation if that one ever surfaces and I know where he sleeps. I called the Dr. on Wednesday AM, they called me back on Wednesday PM and gave me an appointment for Friday PM. By Friday PM, things were getting much worse, coughing and wheezing and high temps (well high by my standards, I thought I was delirious) and really weak. The doctor gave me doxycylene (not sure of that spelling, too lazy to get up and get it) and I, in my limited medical knowledge questioned that as I headed to the pharmacy. When the time came to write the check, $2.87, I really questioned it. Wow, just walked to the kitchen to pour a cup of coffee and found that the precious man that I am married to at some point threw away a tomato that was rotten and that was placed on the berry vine on the window sill and left all the rott...