After two weeks of a nasty head cold and coughing that curled my toes and kept us both awake, I finally went to the walk-in clinic after our breakfast with Bee and Charlie. Enough was enough.
No fever. I'm not contagious, well, unless someone kisses me...like that's gonna happen! No danger there, as I look like death warmed over. I am on drugs...and they are working. Hallelujah...I can breathe; the coughing is almost normal; and I am at the computer for the first time today! Progress. I have been a real couch potato all day.
As Miz Scarlett said, "Tomorrow will be a better day."
Do I hear an amen?