Guys, (ladies) I had the breakfast of champions and that is a sure sign I am better. My breakfast was: three left-over chicken fingers from Ruby Tuesday at my celebratory birthday supper yesterday with and by my available family, i.e two sons and my daughter-in-law. Oh, how delicious. I had the chicken fingers and a square of tender home made chocolate cake with thick butter cream frosting. Now that is the breakfast of dreams! DEElicious.
I started coming up out of this unhappy siege two days ago. My doctor said on Wednesday "you are experiencing the perfect storm" of problems brought about by medications and the illness. I would hate to write and won't bore you with a recitation as it were, of the worst of times this week. Frightening--- but it's over now.
They gave me a beautiful wedding photo book they had made for themselves and for me. AND a years subscription to my favorite hometown newspaper both at home delivery and digital. The paper went up so high for a subscription I threw in the towel and quit after as many years as I have lived here. I missed it so much.
Thank you so much for the birthday wishes. That sincerely meant the world to me. Those of you who came from Beth's page, bless you.
Someone who is four legged and furred is summoning me into her parlor to play. After all, it's 8 in the morning! What's the holdup?