Bill called last night from the ship--it looks like he won't be home immediately as we had hoped. But now, everyone in the universe knows he needs to get home and will make that happen as soon as it is logistically feasible. His dad is hanging on as best he can.
Echo continues to sneeze and wheeze and shed. The vet may need to put her on steroids to control the allergic response, which scares me--it compromises her immune system and makes her vulnerable to infection. With drugs, it's always a trade-off--risks versus benefits. She's an old dog. Even though we don't know how old, we've had her for 10 years this month, and she was probably around two when we got her.
My neck is a mess this morning. I'm hoping Mr. Acupuncture can loosen things up a little. I'm also hoping to catch Dr. Anderson, when I go by the hospital to pick up my Rx for Boniva--she's on call in Labor & Delivery today, but if it's quiet, I may get a chance to visit with her and drool over some of her recent baby pix.
And then there's the temptation of Five Guys Burgers & Fries. When I'm in Kingsport, I imagine I can smell their burgers wafting in the air, wherever I happen to be. It's also right across the street from Hobby Lobby and the temptation of yarn. I have more than enough yarn to last me the rest of my life and I shouldn't want to spend my entire daily caloric allotment on a Five Guys burger with all the trimmings, but I feel the siren pull of both.
Will today end up being an exercise in self-control...or self-indulgence?
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Chaz & I just ate at Five Guys, Burgers & Fries the other day for the 1st time and loved it!!! Felt a little guilty doing it, but hey, you gotta live a little, right????
L, M ;-)
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