As if you care.

Okay, some of you care. Thanks!

Anyway, as of right now I don’t feel any congestion in my chest, though deep breaths ache and coughing hurts – which is typical with chest problems and asthma. Hopefully that will pass. My lower back still feels as though a hatchet is embedded across it and the coughing jerks me around and I wanna scream, but I have no voice left from coughing and moaning.

I just need a really good cough medicine, and Dayquil ain’t cuttin’ it anymore. Must send GirlChild out for some supplies.

Last night I planned on going to the VA this morning to see what they can do for me, but the very thought of getting dressed and dragging my ass out to the car and into the hospital depresses me. I dunno whether to go to their emergency room or to my regular clinic for a walk-in. Either way, I just don’t want to.

I miss Kira. Casey came by the other day and she stayed on the other side of the room and looked at me with huge eyes. “Get better Grammi so I can hug you.”

I don’t have any Christmas plans. Traditionally we have pizza on the Eve and open one present, but I haven’t shopped yet. The trip to FL was my present to the kids, but I wanted to get something for Kira. We haven’t done anything special for Christmas Day in a few years. The kids have always had significant others they wanted to spend the day with. At this particular moment I just don’t care. Take pictures and call me later.

Very Bah Humbug.