Still Sick

Graham and I both went to the doctor today. Graham has bronchitis. Poor little guy. He is miserable. I hope that he did not go to school when he was contagious because his teacher, Mr Dowling had menengitis and suffered a stroke due to the menengitis which left him in a wheelchair. He could not teach for a whole year. Now he has to be very careful not to get sick again or he could land back in the hospital.

Since I made my appointment at the last minute today, I could not see my doctor. I was not pleased with the treatment I got from the doctor I did see. He did not even listen to my chest or examine me in any way. I told him I was having trouble breathing and he started writing out prescriptions. He gave me an inhaler, some nasal spray and allergy medicine, but I know I have caught bronchitis from Graham and will end up back in the doctor's office in a few days to get antibiotics. I asked the doctor about antibiotics and he said I did not need them. I don't know how he determined that, since, as I said, he did not even examine me. I do have to say that the inhaler he gave me worked better than any inhaler I have ever used before, but I am still not able to breathe very well.

As I type one of the neighbor's dogs is barking. It is after midnight. I wish they would bring their poor little dogs inside at night. It is too cold for a little dog to be out all night this time of year. I will say a prayer for all the little dogs left out in the cold. God cares about the animals too. Did you ever read all of the laws in the Old Testiment about the humane treatment of animals?

I deposited the financial aide check today. Hopefully tomorrow the bank will let me withdraw enough to pay the back rent we owe. I also need to get a Walmart gift card so I can order the computer I want from their website. The money will not last long enough to do all the things we need to do with it. I need to pray that I have the selfcontrol to do the wise thing with the money.

Our kitty with the hurt eye came home today and his eye looked a lot better. I still gave him an antibiotic pill. He took it without any trouble at all. I think he will be okay. I should not have to run him to the vet.

Tate has been working on crafts lately. I think maybe that has helped him channel some of his energy so that he is not so eager to fight with his father. He has been making wrist bands and things with studs in them. I must say that they look very nice, much nicer than my attempts working with rhinestones and studs when I was younger.