Down for the Count
Alas, the bug got me. I was up all night between Tuesday and Wednesday with a sore throat. I lost my voice on Wednesday.
It’s very frustrating for me to be ill. I feel it a waste of precious time. I did what had to be done on Wednesday, but didn’t fight it if I needed a break.
Of course, I don’t know if the germs were airborne or if disinfecting with vinegar just didn’t work.
Dale should be on the mend soon. He came home Wednesday night from the doctor’s office with three prescriptions. He waited so long to see the doctor, the infection from his chest had even moved into his eye.
We’re quite the pair. He can’t see out of one eye and neither one of us can talk.
Thanks for stopping in. I will be back as soon as I find that darned voice…what could have happened to it!?