I'm here.

Just one question.  Why would anyone plant juniper bushes all along your sidewalk, when they so distinctly smell of cat pee???

Am I missing something????

Every now and then, don’t you QUESTION the sense of things???

Seriously.

Like the woman in Stewart’s whose credit card was DECLINED when she tried to buy ONE pack of cigarettes.   For nearly $10.

Is it time to quit, folks? Huh?

Just wondering.

Of course it could be that I was already so annoyed, and that’s why I was bothered in the first place.

Or maybe some things are just so inherently dumb, that they can’t be avoided on any level.

I am trying to act normal, when I feel anything but normal.  I have never had a headache like this, not in my whole life.  I have done the right things, gone to my doctor, and then returned when things were no better.  Then I went to a specialist, when after 3 weeks, I had no relief. 

But even though I was given some hope that there was a light at the end of the tunnel, yesterday  was the worst day yet.

So now, that got me wondering.  Is it something more serious?  Devious?   Worrisome?

Is it something that I will look back on as a real pain that resolved, or is this a life changer?

Hey, this might be one of those inherently dumb things that I can’t avoid.

I can't tell you how many days I have gone to the studio late, and come home early in the last month.  I have accomplished so little, that it is embarrassing.  Lois has pulled her weight, and 3/4 of mine.  

 I played a little with my loom at home, but not with any real passion.

You don't have what you don't have. Period.

I managed to get this warp on it, with fewer mistakes than I expected.

Last night, I cried myself to sleep, the pain was unbelievable.  My daughter was bent on me going to the ER, but there is nothing more stubborn than an 'old nurse', unless it's an 'old doctor'.  That's the truth.  We make lousy patients.

The carrot  of "better by Monday" was dangled, and I was determined to give it a chance.

Then this morning, I woke up with a headache that was still there, but bearable.
I took the morning very slow.   I tiptoed.  I hoped.  I started my purple and orange dish towels.
I ate eggs and english muffins to cushion the prednisone.

After a while, I went to the studio, paid bills, finally got the birthday present to the birthday girl, had lunch.
Did you know that Prednisone makes you ravenous?
After lunch, I decided not to push my luck.  I came home, rested a bit, then took Roy for a walk.
The headache remained threatening, but not debilitating.
Yesterday began to recede in my memory, just a little.

Now it is 8pm, and the headache is staying put, not releasing me, but not bringing me to my knees.
Not today.
Let's weave a while.
Shall we Roy???