Today’s Plan A: get on the mid-morning ferry, stay at Kathleen’s, take a walk, have dinner and head down to Oregon the next day.
The kibosh on the plan was a long (two hours?) coughing fit in the middle of the night, followed by sneezing and then profuse sweating and feeling bloody awful.
I think it was during the coughing fit that I said to myself, “Yeah – no – you are not driving anywhere tomorrow.”
And so I did not. Today is clammy, damp, drizzly, chilly (the weather – not me). I got a slow start and finally made it to Costco for dog food and then to Thrifty Foods because I had been planning on leaving and therefore had not a thing to eat in the house.
I feel better this afternoon. My throat is actually clearing up and for the first time in a week, it’s been a one-hanky day so far. This is big progress.
Maybe I can travel tomorrow.
I am putting the thought under advisement but it also involves dog rescue plans. Pieces of a puzzle have to fall into place.
We shall see.
Most importantly, I have to have a decent night tonight. I have a feeling though that I have turned a corner.