Sunday, September 29, 2013
How Can I Find Something That Isn't Lost
We had a nice rain, several inches. The old cowpokes will have a lot to talk about in the morning at the coffee shops. Me? I just slept through it. Friday I was having one of my good days so I ran lots of errands, one being getting a flu shot. Came home, cooked supper and washed dishes then it hit me. Nausea, chills and fever, headache. This morning a rash. I know flu shots are not a live virus, they don't make you sick anymore. If I'm alive next year I won't be taking one. It probably was a result of the steroids I take for the blood condition. Something didn't set well. I wanted to go to ER but felt too sick to get dressed and drive a few miles up there. I decided to go to the ranch with John, the first I had been out of the house since Friday. It was too wet to drive farther then the house so I walked out to the windmill to leave some rabbits pellets and some lettuce scraps. I know that little cotton tail watches and waits for me. I see it in the edge of the brush. Half way home John misses his glasses so we went back to search along the irrigation pipe and every place he remembered bending over. That's when his glasses fall out of his pocket. We looked and looked to no avail. They were home on the coffee table. When we got back to town we stopped at the hospital cafeteria to eat. When I went into the restroom I looked down to see a tick on my arm. It got flushed down and now I'm itchy all over and will be looking for ticks everywhere.