Absence makes the heart grow fungus.
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I have a very sore throat. I called the doctor (strep?), and they called in an antibiotic prescription (which involved three screw-ups and six phone calls, and took six hours). I have an appointment with the doctor on Monday.
I wanted to get ahead of my throat because we're expecting a major storm starting tomorrow morning. Rain, snow, torrential rain, ice, sleet, plunging temperature and more snow, possible loss of power, possibly up to a foot or more of snow tomorrow overnight after it gets colder. (I love that "up to xxx or more". Like, "up to" no longer has any meaning, I guess.)
What's upsetting me the most is that yesterday Daughter and the Nugget drove to the DC area to visit a friend, and plan to drive back tomorrow. I suggested to Daughter that she might want to delay her return a day or two, and she refused to even consider it. "If it's bad I'll just drive slower."
Yeah. A normally five hour drive under the best of conditions, on a Friday, with a 21-month-old in the back seat.
I can't seem to get through to her that you can have loads of confidence in yourself, but can you have confidence in EVERYONE else on the road with you? All of them?
She will be furious with me if I call her tomorrow morning and offer to pay (reimburse her) for a hotel room, but I think I'll risk it.
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When the sky is cloudy at night here, it's not black or gray, like at the country house. It's pink. Light pink. Faded flamingo pink. On all sides. I find that disturbing. Ominous.
I don't like it at all.
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1 comment:
I hate to say it, but my current cold began with a sore throat, then a day of gunk head, then coughing, low fever, and eating voraciously (I guess because of the low fever).
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