The spinning in my head continues although it is seeming to get a little bit less every day. Doc put me on all kinds of meds now so, if I’m not better in the prerequisite week to ten days, I’ll go back. Don’tcha love the fancy talk? It happens sometimes when I get all doped up.
Didn’t get to go to dinner with a friend and her hub for his birthday (you know who you are) as I spent much of my time on the sofa, keeping the corner from collapsing. On Sunday, I had hoped to go see my baby, but again, the sofa needed me. Badly.
But my sis obligingly sent me some of teh cute for your pleasure. Try not to plotz.