My new choos (will they be quilty-practical enough for Thimbles?) took Rosebud for a walk around the block. Oh wait a minute, back up. I woke up with a serious headache at 3 a.m. It would not go away. The headache I came down with Thursday morning lasted through half of Friday, but when I went to sleep Friday night, I thought I was done with it. These headaches are accompanied by chills and nausea. Thursdays pain was on the left hand side; this mornings pain was on the right. I can't figure it out. I was thinking I should have my blood pressure checked when my cell phone rang. It was son number one, and he said he'd be right over with his blood pressure cuff. Well darned, two minutes later he was here, and two minutes after that he was gone. My lungs were fine, my blood pressure also fine. His advice was forget aspirin and get some fluids and ibuprofen. I had 800 mg tabs in the cabinet and took one, so I have finally started feeling better. Therefore, the dog finally got a walk and my new choos got broken in. What would I do without that boy?
Wait another minute; he will be 30 next month. Yikes! April is coming. Husband person is 60 (glad it's him, not me) on March 27, number three son is 22 on the first and then number one son is 30 on the 18th. And my birthday follows all of them.