So, I came back from New York on Tuesday and went to the doctor, and that cough I’d been fighting for three weeks, that I dealt with in New York by practically chugging Robitussin? Turns out it was pneumonia. Yeah. Which is less of a big deal than it sounds, only because this is the fourth (or maybe fifth?) time I’ve had it. Anyways, I got put on some super fast antibiotic regimen and am feeling a million times better.
So much better, in fact, that today T. and I pulled weeds from our cement front yard. I really need to keep working on getting our landlord to agree that replacing the cement front yard with a real front yard is a good idea.