Okay, I hate excuses as much as the next person, but here I go again. Excuses. Yes. Truth. Yes. What more can I say?
Just getting over a nasty run of bronchial asthma - whatever. All I know is that I made it this far in life without asthma....and here I am unable to breathe, coughing so much I'm sleeping alone - even the dog won't hang around me for the night...and two days off with my 2 puffers and narcotic strength cough medicine which I ran out of yesterday. Boy, do I ever miss that stuff! Wonder if I go back to the clinic and say I need more, if he'll really see through my now subsided cough and realize that I just want more - i'm no better than a junkie. Sad. Never had junkie thoughts in my 40's. And, so after running to Shopper's to get some decongestant b/c I am so congested that even I can't hear myself talk and have given myself a headache just by trying to clear my sinuses...bought some extra strenth sinus stuff.
Anyways so sorry for the morbid details - if you've signed off by now I totally understand.
Good news - got my nails done tonight. Have a job interview on Tuesday. Going to look at houses in Richmond Hill and Aurora. That's three! Whew. Good things do happen in three. Better sign out while I'm in a positive frame of mind.....
Until tomorrow,
Wanda
age: 49 years, 589 days.
