I am so sick. I think that I’m getting better, but it just can’t happen fast enough.
Dear Husband and I managed to scrape together ten days when we could get away to Florida. He goes each year to golf in his oldest son’s memorial golf tournament. I went with him last year, and knew I was coming down with something on the way to the airport. I was sick the entire time, and he made me march up and down these gorgeous beaches on the Gulf coast. I really wanted to just sit, but I humored him, because he’s sure that you burn off the “cold” faster if you’re using more calories.
This year, we planned to spend the first four days with family. My step-daughter and her family had arranged to go to Disneyworld, and we agreed to go with to help wrangle the kids. Our youngest granddaughter had this terrible upper respiratory “thing,” but she was willing to play and smile, and gave minimal resistance to our wiping her eyes and nose. Two days later, her mother came down with the same thing. Two days later Dear Husband came down with it, too.
We were driving south to the Keys and he was sick. He hadn’t started the awful coughing yet, but he was achy and generally felt bad. We spent most of the afternoons last week, in beautiful, sunny, WARM, Florida, because we felt under the weather. I managed to stave it off until Thursday, the day before we were supposed to fly home, and the aches and sinus drainage and coughing started up.
I think maybe I should cross Florida off my list of places to visit in the future. (sigh)
We returned home about 1:30 or 2:00 in the morning on Saturday. I have been sick ever since, with terrible coughing. I’ve slept almost upright in my chair for the past three nights. Luckily, the doc gave me a prescription to help my ears, and Robitussin with codeine so I could get a little rest. I am SO ready for this to end, and people are telling me horror stories about it lasting a month.
I hope it clears up soon, so I can visit with my mother. It’s been more than two weeks since I saw her last, but I don’t want to risk giving her whatever this is.
Daily Archives: March 13, 2009
Birds!
I was astonished and delighted to see our first heron yesterday, standing in the icy waters of a retention pond near our home. Then, today, I passed by a preserve that has been devoted to herons. I don’t know if it could be called a “rookery” or not, but this is a major breeding site in the Chicago suburbs, and the trees and man-made “masts” were covered with birds. YEA!!!!
While we were in Florida, we visited a bird refuge, and saw many of the heron and egret varieties that come to this area for the summer. They are simply beautiful birds! And, on our trip south I was able to get within twelve feet of three sandhill cranes. Dear Husband said that he saw some of them flying north today.
Yesterday, I looked out our kitchen window, toward the bird feeder a short while before dusk, and counted TWELVE male cardinals feeding. Of course, there were most likely twelve females, too, but it takes a little more careful searching to see them, since they blend in so very well.
My friend Cop Car, and her daughter Bogie, are much more informed birdwatchers than I am, but one day I may catch up to them. It’s a lovely hobby.