Boy did I ever get it. Slapped me down and flattened me out. I actually took it to a different dimention and got a nice case of broncial infection.
Antibiotics finally kicked in and I have regained the will to live.
I did spread the disease as far as I could before I knew I had it. Thats the thing, if ones starts treatment and isolates oneself three weeks before succumbing to the disease then that would nip it in the bud.
The old dog is still hanging in there. She will be 14 on the 20th of February. Somedays I look at her and think she won't make it past the end of the week and then she turns it around and wants to go for long long walks and chase bunnies. Well, not chase exactly but, look longingly after them.
I am sure more adventures are to come when the weather is nicer and B is over the cold I gave him. In the mean time I have caught up from my sleep deprivation caused from coughing up a lung and have watched all the best HBO. Now its back to work.
