A light at the end of the tunnel

A viral infection just about got the best of me.  I feel more "alive" today than I have in several days.  I'm sure a bird flies over and sprinkles those germs all over.  So many people are experiencing the same problem.  

I have coughed so much that I'm sure Wayford wants to put me in the garage.  He has been very patient with me though because he want me to be there to put ointment  in his eye at night.  I would say these are the joys of growing old but these things are not limited to people our age.

When I would lie down my bronchial tubes were playing an orchestra.  One night I almost got tickled because it sounded like a dove cooing.  I tried every home remedy I had ever heard of. I even put Vicks on the bottom of my feet!  Why? I had heard that would help.   Nothing worked.  I now am taking an antibiotic, which is not supposed to work for a viral but either it is working or time is working.

About the only thing I accomplished this week was to get some reading done.  Feeling better sure is sweet!!