The Princess has strep. Yes, that sore throat last week was something more than just a sore throat. She’s on antibiotics now.
And now my throat hurts, too.
Having learned from the last time, I will see the doctor TOMORROW if it’s any worse. No waiting until Saturday night or Sunday morning and feeling near death before going to the Urgent Care.
Despite that, there will be a walk in just a few minutes.
I had most of the colored portions of my hair trimmed off this afternoon. It’s not short-short, but it’s a big change. I’m going to have to get used to it. Maybe I’ll look in the mirror again tomorrow.
Getting older presents some challenges, but I am determined to do it gracefully.
I miss being at the Festival of Homiletics, but will not be a baby about it, I swear.
Deeper thoughts tomorrow, or else a meme.