Good news from across the pond! A reader friend and collector of Sharon Cohen designs was searching for her Tree of Life Book Cover chart and I saw one on FB. The seller didn't ship international so I purchased for her and mailed it after a postal mix up. I got an email today that it arrived in excellent condition! YAY. I love it when a plan comes together.
My eye doctor had the most fabulous boots I ever saw on a man. Square toed with silver trim on the outsole, not much tooling, I wanted them. My eyes are healthy he said, but extremely dry. Trying a prescription he feels may help, but I need to continue with the OTC drops every hour also. When discussing the symptoms, he nodded when I said my PCP feels the flu shot incited this riot in my glands. Really? Yes, he said. He has a friend out west that is a vegetable after one of the minuscule live viruses reacted with his system and settled in his brain. It is extremely rare, and he does not recommend foregoing the vaccine. Bull balls baby. I will never get another. He said most doctors do not believe it can happen, patients are not warned because the chance is so very slim, but I am one of the unlucky ones. He believes this because the symptoms came on like gangbusters within days of the injection. Sjogren's onset is slow and insidious, usually taking years before diagnosis. Too quick, too intense, a definite reaction. So there you have it! And to top it off, my recent blood work is not showing any inflammation and the doctor feels it is because of how quickly this happened, and my body has not had time to process the change. Whatever, boot man said it will never get any better. And he recommended I continue my annual flu injection. He said when I received it, my immune system was compromised because of the sinus inflammation, weakened by the antibiotics I had taken the week before, and the timing could not have been worse. Makes sense I guess. I'm still ticked. Maybe soon I will be plucky about it all, but right now the only pluck in me is for the menowires on my lip.
Taking Carole to my dentist today for whatever she needs and at the same time I can ask him what I can use for my tongue. The dryness has caused deep fissures and it's on fire like a stitched piece that caused me grief. We'll stop at a sub shop on the way home, DD for an iced coffee, and I'm taking her into Walmart so she can get a few things. Sun is out (which kills my eyes) snow is gone (which makes me happy) ass is bigger (which makes me angry).
Have a great day!
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