So Mama called the doctor, and the doctor said…
“NO more Program, get yer butt to bed!”
The bad news: a sinus infection with a side of ear infection.
The good news: if I gained anything at all over the gymless holidays it was maybe a pound. different scales, and all.
And the darling boy who gave me the cold that has resulted in this misery? He dumped a glass of water on my cell phone. Which didn’t recover. And after returning from a miserable trip to the maul to shell out for a replacement (with said cranky, needing-nap boy)? He dumped another in my purse - phone was in my pocket, thank goodness, and considering I had been drinking grapefruit juice earlier in the day, I came out on top.
And he’s just filled the cats’ water bowl with their food.
And it’s only Saturday…
I’m going to bed after I locate 800 beautiful mg of ibuprofen. Uugggh.
ADDENDUM: I realize I forgot to mention my other bit of good news - BP 90/60. Yep, count me in as another member of the barely alive club…