There is Hope

It's been a tough few weeks, but things are looking up around Anvilcloudia. Yesterday, we went into the city to do some shopping, and neither of us crashed. I was not in the position of barely being able to shuffle my feet around the stores but actually had some energy. After all that, as I was preparing a sandwich for light supper after lunching out, I actually caught myself whistling and feeling somewhat enlivened. Last night at bedtime, I began reading A Christmas Carol out loud to Cuppa. I had printed the thing off, from The Gutenberg Project, some time ago, but wasn't able to read it to her due to continual coughing fits (for puzzled newcomers: AC reading to Cuppa is our sometime, bedtime ritual). Today, the thought of shopping for a turkey and other necessaries doesn't daunt me out of hand. My nose has stopped running, and my throat is no longer screamingly sore — just somewhat sore. Finally, I am beginning day four of an antibiotic regimen and have some confidence that my infected ear will mend and unplug itself by Christmas. Phew!