My illness is somewhat stable for now. I'm not feeling any better, but I'm not feeling any worse, either. The nature of it is changing, too. There are tradeoffs. I am breathing a bit better, but I'm also more snotty. The sinus pressure and soreness in my throat isn't as bad, but I'm sneezing and get that big-headed feeling. All I can do is rest when I can and keep taking the zinc and silver. I'm hoping to get over this quickly because I would like to go hiking on Sunday.
I managed to write seven poems last night, so I am almost caught up on the poem a day deal for the month. I hate to count one of the poems, though, because it is about writing. Whenever I don't know what to write about and I'm grasping, I write about writing. I have to stop doing that.
At the end of next week I have my endoscopy, which I am not looking forward to having. I'll be off work for three days, one of which is my no pay day for the month. There is prep day (yuck), the day of, and the day after recuperation. I know that this is the right thing to do for my greater health so I am just going to grit my teeth and plow my way through it.
Did you see the thing on the news about Smarties candies? Kids are now grinding these candies up into a fine powder and inhaling it into their lungs from out of the wrapper and exhaling it like cigarette smoke. Unbelieveable. Where do they get this stuff from? I can't imagine. It's like the farm kids I went to school with who used to smoke dried cow shit when no one was watching them. Yuck.
Well, that's it for me for now. I've blogs to read, work to do, and poems to write.