Every year I get a flu shot and within days I am desperately sick. No change this year. I got the shot on Tuesday and Wed my throat was scratchy and Thursday I was getting miserable and I had to take my mom to the surgicenter to have an epidural. Friday I was bedridden as I was Saturday which was my 28 anniversary.
We ordered Italian in. I'm having it for leftovers today.
I have done absolutely no shopping. Tomorrow, I am praying to God, FSM, Thor and anyone else who wields powers in the heavens that I feel good enough to go out and get it done.
In the meantime, have a wonderful Christmas and I'll be back healthy and happy before the New Year.
. . . wearing my Hollywood Bowl sweatshirt and jeans and comfy fluffy slippers. It's 58º outside. Winter has shown it's scabby face to southern CA. It won't last, but it's a nice taste.
Where else do you stand in line at the CVS behind a woman in a heavy wool coat, long leggings, and Ugg boots; a guy in a tee shirt, dock shoes and cargo shorts, a kid in a big pink puffy jacket with a woolen cap on? Southern CA. Gotta love it.
I promise when the muscles stop hurting I'll get back to my regular blogging. But the trapezius isn't cooperating. Even with the compounding cream.
Peace. I'll be back next week. I promise. In full regalia.