A few of you faithful readers have written asking where I've gone and why I've left you all alone in the world when you were just getting used to having me pick the lint from between the toes of your brain a couple of times a week or so. Some of you even said you missed me.
It's enough to warm the cockles of my bunions. Truly it is.
The truth is, I've been making even ME tired of reading about the non-stop coughing and hacking and wheezing (did I mention it never stops?) that I do on a constant basis because it NEVER STOPS. Because of that, I have determined not to write until I can get some kind of clear direction from the doctor about (1.) what it is, and (2.) when it will end.
To that end, I have changed doctors. (WILD CHEERS FROM THE CROWD) This one seems interested in actually FINDING OUT WHAT IS WRONG AND FIXING IT instead of just throwing medication at the symptoms.
What a unique concept.
I see her (and why does it not surprise me that a WOMAN is the one to actually DO something for a change?) again this Friday to get the results of a battery of tests she ran (that the male doctor wouldn't because they were "too expensive" - even though I pay for, and expect to be able to use, HEALTH INSURANCE).
Can you tell I'm just a bit upset with certain people who call themselves physicians but apparently are just pushers for whatever medication is popular?
OK, I'll stop now.
Anyway, to keep you, the reading public and my dear, dear friends away from venomous comments such as these, as well as to keep me from sounding like some aged woman who has nothing better to do than write about her arthritis, lumbago, warts, digestive problems, unwanted hair growing in strange places, and breathing woes, I just haven't been writing.
As Momma always said, "If you can't say something nice..."
And like I always say, "H*ll hath no fury like a Singer scorned..."
So if the pages are silent for a while, please do keep me in your thoughts. I will eventually be back.
And hopefully the venom will be drained by then.