Friday, May 6, 2011

Love American Style

Well, after my earlier meltdown, I took my "baby" (dog) up to the bedroom, we shut the door and snuggled, then I read a bit (emphasis on "bit," I don't even recall what I was reading), and I quickly fell asleep. I apparently was like a cranky toddler who just needed her nap.

PREDNISONE! I have prednisone now! Soon I should be breathing relatively normally. I'd jump up and down, squealing uncontrollably, but, you know, the asthma. Breathing during surgery will be a major positive.

N is making dinner, his special black bean soup. Soup? In May? Yes! And I'm wearing a sweatshirt! And I'm still cold! No, I don't understand it either.

This weekend I'm going to try to keep N off of his feet so his plantar fasciiits gets a rest. He's really been miserable; I feel for him.