Good thing I was doing that itinerary in Word, because when I left for the doctor's appointment this afternoon I left the computer on and we had a power outage. It just came back with all of my work saved.

Bladder infection accelerated really fast, and by the time I was waiting in the pharmacy to get the Rx cipro I was experiencing rolling waves of pain. I didn't hesitate to dig into my old narcotic pain med stash when I got home and I went straight for the hydrocodone, it was that bad.

I'm moving in slow motion now. Lucky me, I'd simmered a couple of roast chicken carcasses this week, because the only thing that really appeals to me now is some chicken soup. I'll cook up a pot this evening.

It's funny, I noticed on Tuesday or Wednesday that my "crotch" dog Poppy gave me a real push and a snort. I can tell now that I smell different with the infection, but she was trying to tell me something was wrong earlier in the week. She isn't a Labrador, but her diagnosis was correct! (Lab work, of course. . . )

Okay. I'll wash dishes now, and fold the laundry this evening while I watch my favorite program at 9pm, then chances are I'm headed to bed again. Not much else will get done.

SRS