light streams down in bright unbroken beams...
Sorry I didn't throw a post up earlier Friday. I've sort of chalked up the rundown feeling to the stressors of the move and the rattlesnake bite and all that lovely magic. Really, though, moving is just stressful whether it's across the street or across the country. It takes a while to get settled, and for all my running around and goings-on, I'm a home-body at heart. I need a peaceful and (believe it or not) somewhat tidy place to hang my hat. I've been sleeping very well, but I've had a persisitent cough. Fortunately for me, someone who cares for my wellbeing has been just as persistent in urging me to see a doctor for the last month.
Today I finally went to a clinic after work, 9 days of Levaquin having not had much effect on this evil, chest-deep cough. Xrays show I have a lot of lung congestion (they wouldn't say pneumonia because they were not radiologists, but I expect a call).
I had a rocephrin shot and they gave me 4 scrips to boot. In truth, before the shot, I sat in the exam room and sort of boo-hooed a bit. I'm so happy here and most things are going so well, but it seems I've had to juggle some very difficult issues lately. So I had my little cry and I pulled it together. I'm told my lip was quivering when I emerged to settle up at the desk, but I saw no such thing. Anyway. I've got my meds and some dear, wonderful people here supporting me, and life is good.
I walked out of the clinic knowing I was on the path to a healthier me, and I looked up to see a double-rainbow.
It's all fine and it's so good now. :)
Have a great holiday weekend, folks!