Tomorrow is treatment day, number 24 to be exact.......I have spent way too much time with the medical profession the past couple of weeks......I ask Rick if I could play hooky tomorrow, he said no.
Health is something that I think most of us take for granted, until it is gone or at least missing for a while. When it is lost, it becomes apparent how precious it really is.
The flu and strep are rampant in our neck of the woods, several family members have been stricken......I feel I am becoming paranoid, my hands have been washed so much, they are red and dry. It is that season, not only of good cheer, but of nasty coughs, chills, fever and such.
I fear it might be time to wear cloves of garlic, drink foul brews and maybe leeches.......
Tonight's wish.....one of good health for all of us, may we keep it, regain it, and never lose it......and always be grateful for it.
Goodnight Sweet dreams