I’ve had plan’s all week to do small but wonderful things. No such luck. This common cold has left me sleepless in San Diego. I’d take my meds, lay down with my head raised, and I’d wake every hour on the hour to an ugly cough. Really ugly. Night before last, I actually tried sitting up all night. It didn’t work. George, with his own cold and cough couldn’t sleep either. Finally I gave in and called the doc.
Last night, I did my cough on the hour every hour till two. The meds then kicked in and I actually slept until six…a solid four hours. George says he too feels much better. We have lift off.
Maybe I can get a small project done. Maybe I should write them down before I forget them.