I have been so on the verge of tears all day today. Trying oh so hard to be brave and positive but I have been doing SO GOOD (well, beside the plague........) but the mono has been taking a nap and I've had great days and strength is returning to my limp fat limbs and I have been high on thoughts of recovery!
This morning the mono woke up and reared its ugly head and I am back on the couch looking at all of the stuff I was going to do today and sniffle.......sniffle........snort......I really prefer being vertical ya know?
Long soggy day and then guess what? I find out that tomorrow a loaf of homemade bread will be delivered to my very self and all of a sudden I am giddy and happy and life aint so bad is it? IS IT? Naw, not when you have friends who love you and bring you fresh home made bread. Misty Bond! You're the best!
Now! Who else feels sorry for me? HUH? HUH? HUH?