Good Morning Ladies
I cannot believe it has been a week since I was here last. I remember that very clearly - going to work, doing some grocery shopping, peeking in here and taking a nap. The nap did it. I woke up so sick, my bed was shaking like the exorcist child.
I don't remember much because the hit to my head was quite a bump, giving me a concussion. It scared the dickens out of my precious Luscious. He is my hero.
It appears that I had some sort of stomach virus and got very dehydrated. I am still sucking on nasty gatorade.
My Sis has spent the days with me while hubs has been at work. We have become addicted to Casey Anthony trial. Still having the weebles and headaches, not much of an appetite but have been putting down some baked potatoes. I expect by Monday I should be right as rain. I just want this headache to go away. Far far away. I am weak from being so invalid for a week. Sis had me walking around the yard a few times yesterday. My hollyhocks are blooming - made me think of our Rhonda.
I thank you for the private greetings I have not yet read or the emails. I just cannot sit for long yet and to tell the truth the screen really hurts my eyes when I have a headache. All I have wanted to do is ~nothing~ which scares the jeebies out of me. Still, thank you very much. I feel so much better ! You gals are the bestest. Big hugs to the members of the Paul Revere team: Sandy, Trish, Michele, Nancy, Debi, Lenie ~ it is nice to know that I am thought of. We never really see ourselves as others do.
I am ready to go and try my first cup of coffee in a week. My mean husband would only allow me to drink juice and water. Good grief. Does he not know it is my life blood? hehe. Actually, I didn't want any and that should have told everyone that I was:
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