Cough, cough, cough, achoo

I feel like one of those old ladies who talks about nothing but her ailments. But people, I'm sick again. That weekend ear infection that I got rid of with garlic/mullein oil has now settled in my chest and I'm barking like a dog/seal. Arf. I have meetings all day today, so can't stay home, but I"m for sure loading up my flash drive with files and working from the comfort of here tomorrow.

I forgot how much I hate bronchitis season.

Say a prayer if you inclined to such things for my stepdad. He broke his ankle over the weekend (in 4 places) and is having one of several surgeries today to begin the rebuilding. He waited too long to get treatment and tissue is compromised. Also, there's a high risk that when they tourniquet the leg, the pressure could cause the aneurysm in his groin to blow. Which would be fatal.

Good gosh golly, but it's been a crazy couple of months for my family. It feels like one of those soap opera families that I always joked about. There's always one I end up working with who has to take a ton of time off to deal with this crisis and that crisis. We call them shit magnets. Might be maybe my karma coming back around to bite me in the ass.

And let's not forget how weird it is that I first fractured a bone in my foot and sprained my ankle the weekend before. I've become human foreshadowing.