How are you doing, sweetheart? I’m missing you a hell of a lot.
I’ve had not such a wonderuful day, myself. The cats are doing fine, but I came to a point where I thought I was going to die with this cold and asthma combined, and talking to Robin, she urged me that I should go to the emergency room, and so that’s what I did. Nearly in a state of collapse, I sat on the hood of my car outside the place, and considered if I really should be going in or not. I decided I probably should. It’s a good thing, too. They told me that I have respiratory infection. They gave me a shot cortizone in my left hip that kicked my ass!!! I was barely able to walk to the car (it took about ten minutes to hobble across that parking lot), and when I got home, it still hurt for like an hour. Finally I was able to get to sleep, and even now as I write this, the pain is still there, but lessened in a major way. The main thing is that my breathing is wide open.
The doctor was telling me how important it was for me to stay on my meds. Funny, just this morning I went to get a new batch and the pharmacist told me I needed to reschedule with my doctor on Monday. Motherfuck. Singulair in particular is the powerful drug here. Anyway, he was saying that it’s not addictive because it’s going towards the lungs and I’m basically breathing it back out, etc. Interesting.
Oh, I got everything taken care of at school — I’m registered for Spanish in January, starting on the 10th, just about a week before you’re to come back to me!
No bills, as of yet. That’s all for now, Small Ki! Love you!