Lord have mercy, my Noisemaker and I have got bitten by the flu bug. Poor Noisemaker started off with such a bad cough. He would cough, I would laugh - it struck me funny. It did not strike my funny bone when I started to catch the flu bug. The bug - truly, it can bugger off now, we are sick of having the flu.
My word, my Noisemaker lost 13 pounds. Good grief, if I don't rid myself of this flu I will waste to nothing. I am currently a hefty 91 pounds of thunder and lightening.
It has been a rough couple of weeks. My Aunty died, she was my favorite Aunty on my Dad's side of the family. Everyone knew it was coming, but death is hard. Death is sad. I am glad she no longer has to suffer. She is at Peace.
Noisemaker had to go to the hospital today, for tests. Hopefully, nothing serious. I went in with him, initially but as soon as I knew the wait, I went to sit in the vehicle. I popped on out of the vehicle as it was a nice, sunny day. While out in the parking lot (eh, that is the same parking lot I got into the great conversation about John Prine last year - teehee)....I heard a woman yell - hurry up, hurry up - we have to get a move on...you are so slow. I watched, thinking a flock of kids would be coming out of the vehicle. Not to be. What I saw was a very elderly man, struggling to get his feet from the vehicle to the ground. She kept yelling. I near went over and smacked her. The elderly fellow finally was able to get grounded and proceeded towards the hospital. I found this all so sad. Do not people realize the elderly are the people that were here prior to you smart ones, you know young folks know everything. I wish they would treat the elderly with respect, peace, and kindness. One day they will be there too and I do hope they are treated the way they treated the elderly in their younger days - you big pukes!
