Day 761

I felt like the doctor was pulling an April Fool's Day prank on me.

I've been sick. Like down and out, can't get out of bed, can't get in the shower, can't raise my arms, can't focus, can't walk straight without leaning against a wall, can't catch my breath, body aches, joint aches, headaches kind of sick. It's probably the result of the terrible medications I'm taking, including the infusion from a couple weeks back but today's doctor - one I hadn't seen before, one that doesn't know my long medical history, one that didn't even read my multi-inch think file - had a different idea.

Asthma. So let's just add that to the list of things wrong with Debbie.

Thanks a lot, April Fool's Day. At least I had a pretty sunrise to see this morning.

Day 760

Happy Easter! Says who? Me.

And the cat. (At least that's what I think she is saying.)

Day 759

I'm not a big fan of chocolate. Yeah, I'll eat it, but it certainly isn't my go-to snack. Heath bars aren't something I care for either. But today hubby made some brownies with Heath pieces melted over the top. Oh, my. Now I can learn to like these!

Day 758

Looking at my front flower bed it's clear that it was a cold winter. Looking pretty bare out there.