“We are not amused.”
I am surprised the progeny survived my nursing skills. One of their mom jokes about me is when they were tykes, after a bash or a crash, they would come looking for some tea and sympathy. I would look them over and note: “if it’s not broken or bleeding you’re fine.”
This explains why it’s taken me two weeks to get myself to the doctor.
Yeah, I’ve been feeling a little off, downright miserable a couple of days, and wanting to sleep a lot. Okay, maybe I should take my temperature. Oops–100.9 isn’t good, is it?
Who gets walking pneumonia in May, especially when it’s 80 degrees out? Antibiotics, fluids, and lots of bed rest for now. Good thing I have a slow, thick read by the bed.
Pam Webb 