Are We Jinxed or What?

I had been feeling yucky for the past couple of weeks, but simply chalked it up to a bad allergy season. Well when an assortment of prescription cough meds failed to make a difference and the wheezing and tight chest came on, I knew I needed to go back to the doctor.

A pair of chest xrays and some bloodwork later, we learned I have a pretty nasty case of bronchitis, and there was sufficient gunk in my lungs to warrant antibiotics, narcotic cough syrup, cough pills, nasal spray, and an inhaler. Looks like it could have easily crossed the line to pneumonia had we not gone to the doctor when we did.

With all the crap that's hit us this year alone, I have to wonder what I did to make The Man Upstairs so dang mad at me? I keep telling myself we're supposed to make a change in direction of our lives, but how and where? Evidently I'm too slow--or stoned on my bronchitis meds--to figure out what that move is supposed to be (laughs)!