Our internets have been down then up then down then up then down....
Ray and I have spoken to more customer support people than we care to and as of right now the internet has been connected for a whole hour!
It's been like losing my Encyclopaedic library and my magazine collection and most importantly, you, my sweet support system. Of course I can live without my intenets but I really don't want to have to.
My Mum is on the mend but apparently whooping cough/pertussis can take 6 weeks to cease and desist.
My Dad stayed at a respite retirement/care home for a week while my Mum was ill which was weird and a scary portent of possible things to come.
My brother came to stay with my Mum for a week which was a great relief for me (and her).
Dr Compassion prescribed a generic pro.za.c on monday and I collected the pills on tuesday and I read the label on wednesday and I looked at the pills yesterday but I have yet to take one. I don't want to need them. I don't want to take them but I sort of think I should. It also sort of feels as if I might be giving up. I might be defeated. And I don't think I am yet. Am I?
I have a lot of catching up to do. I've missed you.