Happy Belated Valentine's Day. I was so sick I didn't realize it was Valentine's Day yesterday. Frankly, I'm still dealing with the fact I've missed most of February. In addition to everything else, my sore throat moved to my lungs (oh joy). I've coughed so hard the past few days I woke with laryngitis on Valentine's Day and it's only gotten worse. I can barely talk. Now, some friends and family will be down on their knees, hands raised to the heavens saying "Thank God something finally shut her up!" but frankly, I don't find that very amusing because I'm in pain. In fact, I can't even believe I'm writing this. I haven't been on the computer in days, but when I took a peek this afternoon was so moved by all the kind words, I thought I should try to say hello and let you know I'm closer to the grave than I'd originally thought. Bindi and Cielo, will you please come out here and take care of me, and on the way would you be kind enough to pick up the rest of the crew because I'd like everyone to be here to attend the Memorial in the event I croak!
YES. I'm going to the doctor. I put it off this week because I was too sick to sit in the waiting room. YES. I will be there bright and early Monday or Tuesday...Wednesday at the latest. Am I in deep doo-doo? Yup. I am. Anitibiotics? Yup. The usual protocol. I don't do well with anitibiotics so avoid them at all costs. They make me sick, so I'm sick on top of sick. Ya know what I mean? Not fun. But, this is serious and I've let it go way beyond acceptable. Please don't scold me...I've suffered enough.
Valentine's day was the three week anniversary of Ireland's escape from the carrier. Despite how ill I've been I haven't missed a day feeding the ferals or a day searching for Ireland. Is it hard? You bet, but I met a homeless guy and his dog the other day at the park as I was leaving. I bought a bike pump for another homeless guy I met months ago, but haven't seen since. So when I saw this guy on his bike with his cart and dog, I stopped him and asked him if he'd like the brand new bike pump!? Happily, he said yes. And as sick as I was, sat down to chat with them. I left with so much more than I'd given. I felt so honored to meet them. I spoke with them again yesterday, gave the dog a blanket and some kitty food(!) and had such a wonderful time although I could barely speak. They weren't there this morning and I missed them.
I have so many treasures. I am always alive because I'm aware of my treasures. Always.
I love all of you so much. Thank you for being part of my life. You matter so very, very much.