I am feeling so poorly, that I alternate between thinking I have lyme's disease? pneumonia? strep throat? blastomycosis? hunta virus? etc. etc.  But enough.  I will just have to lie here until I get well again or die.  I have a lot of dreams about dying, anyway.

My daughter came and picked me up yesterday and took me shopping.  I was groggy, dizzy, and kept running into her with the cart.  I didn't need to go shopping, but dogged around behind her at Wally World.  She bought me another pair of shoes, a package of socks and two pens.  Then took me out to eat at a nearby Chinese Hunan Restaurant.  The food was fabulous and I ate a lot!  I had taken plant sterols that she bought for me, and after two pills, I immediately gained 6 lbs.  I stopped taking them, of course.  But since eating the Chinese food, more than enough to fill me up, I had lost 3 of the pounds again.  So no more plant sterols.  Ater that, she took me to my chiropractor appt. 

As soon as I got home, I went right to bed and began to hurt incredibly (from the chiropractor adjustment?).  I took some flu/sore throat medication in tea, because my throat was burning from ear to ear.  Early this morning, it rained and thundered heavily, and I had to get up to drag Pepper out from behind the chimney, where she thinks she will be safe.  It's right under the electrical box, and that is also where the natural gas pipes are located, so if there was a lightning strike, that is the worst possible place to be.  If it were not for her silliness, I would just lie there and find great enjoyment from the rolling thunder.  I have always enjoyed listening to thunder, but nowadays, I have to worry about her floundering about in the corners, having a heart attack over every little thunder grumble.  It ruins my enjoyment. 

I went into the garden yesterday to see what has been happening there, and the growth has been incredible.  The paths that were once wide between the beds are growing together and everything is very tall and dark green.  The rain every other day has been a boon for growing vegetables.  I have already harvested green onions, garlic, lettuce, spinach, mustard, chard, pak choi and radishes.  (Radishes still small, though.)

John and I are ironing out our differences, and I believe we will soon come to a new agreement that will benefit both of us.  It seems we do this every five years or so; become unhappy, bored, lonely, or dissatisfied.  Then a new friendship agreement must be found or we would go our separate ways.  We have positive things about us that can be saved, so we find it is best to work things out to our mutual benefit.  But because I have been feeling so poorly lately, I am ready to make arrangements for in case I die or become gravely ill.  We will see what can be done here.