Oh how I hate fire season
Chicken Soup, the cure all?

Enough is enough

I'm ready to be well now.

Coughing and hacking until I feel like my head is exploding, my ribs bruising and blood vessels in my neck popping is not my idea of a fun week. 

Not realizing how really sick I was, I went to AZ for the weekend and exposed them to God only knows what. So far the thought is bronchitis, I should get the results of the chest X-ray today. 

This morning all I wanted to eat was some pounced potatoes, potatoes mixed with gobs of real butter and real cream, both of which I am fortunate enough to have. Oh and topped with a sunny side up egg, yes, that'll work. 

I took photos, I think that's a good sign I'm on the mend no?