Yesterday, in addition to the coughing I've had for two weeks, I developed an intensely sore throat. This morning I decided enough was enough, and Cliff took me to the intensive care place. I was diagnosed with upper respiratory infection and a Z-pak was prescribed.
I don't think I mentioned my black eye on here, although I shared a picture of it on Facebook. I've since deleted it, just because I didn't want that particular picture of myself to be around forever. The nurse asked me this morning how I got my black eye, and when I gave her a condensed version, she said, "You're going to have to come up with a better story than that!"
In this entry, I'm going to try to explain to my readers how I got my shiner.
I reached up, opened the snap, and lifted the tool up and over the fence because it was hanging on the other side. It was a day of fifty-mile-per-hour winds, and I didn't grab onto the tool as I lifted it over. As soon as it was free of the fence and on my side, the wind blew the sharp little corner really hard into my right cheek bone, just under my eye. It honestly didn't hurt that much, but as soon as it hit, I was pretty sure I'd have a black eye from it.
I don't usually babysit on weekends, but the Little Princess' parents wanted to ride horses and said they would gladly pay me for the day. Cliff was hand-picking corn at his brother's place for some hogs we intend to raise at some point this spring, but that's another entry. I had intended to help, but I can use the money for babysitting and I have a blast with the baby. After it had warmed up somewhat in the afternoon, she and I went out to visit the cows.
And here is a "selfie" of me and my little pal: