So we got back from vacation last Saturday evening and I stated I was beginning to feel better. Boy, was I WRONG! Tim got sick and has stayed sick. I went to work on Monday but couldn't stay the whole day. I called in sick Tues and Wed and tried to go back Thursday. That was a huge mistake. I ended up staying at work all day and got sicker and sicker. That evening my throat was so sore I was just crying each time I tried to swallow and I had to swallow to take my medicine and after coughing and when drinking liquids. It was awful. That same evening I realized my diamond was missing from my ring that Tim gave me on our 5th anniversary. It was a very miserable sad day. I ended up trying to sleep propped up on the couch so my congestion would not take over.
Today, Saturday, I do believe I am finally beginning to feel better (but I just threw-up from coughing so hard). Sweetie is much worse. I took him to a doctor today and he is just now starting some meds.
I've been wanting to share some more pics from vacation but have felt so poorly all week that I just haven't had the energy. While in MO, several baby goats were born and a litter of 8 puppies to my in-laws surprise. They were expecting the goats, but were not expecting the puppies - apparently a friendly red Coonhound had been at the barn visiting one of the Great Pyrenees goat dogs. Grandpa said he planned to give each of his grandkids a puppy - you should have heard the parents back peddling out of that one. Although two of the families did agree to take one.