Wow, my 200th post
I wasn’t sure if I was going to write about anything tonight.
My head feels as though it’s been stuffed with wet insulation and my chest sounds like that blank spot on the end of a record album. Oh, wait. That would be difficult for many people (under a certain age) to understand. How about this, my chest sounds like it’s full of pop rocks and I’ve been coughing up pieces of my lungs. EW, nasty sounding isn’t it?
The pups snuggled with me every time I managed to sit for a few minutes today.
I can’t be sick. I have too much to do.
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Doggonedmysteries 
What a lousy way to spend your 200th post!!!!!
The B’s and I send you good wishes and hopes for your speedy recovery!
Yes, it is lousy. I’m off to run some errands and then go sit at my doctor’s office for a while. Hopefully its not crowded and I get in and out of there quickly.
I hope you get to feeling better, I’ve been down with some kind of crud for 2 weeks now, getting way behind in things.
Spent about an hour at the doctor’s office. They hit me up with a shot and some antibiotics. When the doctor listened to my chest she said, “Oh yeah. That’s definitely sounding icky.” I had to laugh because her boss, my regular doctor, would’ve told me I sounded like crap.
Hope you feel better soon.
Thanks Lawrence. Me too. I don’t have time to be sick. I have too much to do to be sick. I can’t sit around and do nothing because if I do, nothing gets done.
The doctor told me ‘rest’ I laughed at her and asked her exactly how was I supposed to do that?