Well, my little ones, old Uncle Doc is still getting bitchslapped around by allergies. I’ve got a sore throat and my nose is stuffed up. Every so often I get a sneezing attack, which means I have wiped my nose to the early stages of rawness. My Sweet Angel is also feeling pretty poorly and took the day off yesterday to rest. Fortunately, Roscoe is allergy free and feeling ok…except when his arthritis flares up. Ain’t we just a sorryass bunch of old gimps?
Gotta go get my weekly blood test done this morning. So far, I’m not dying from liver failure, so I guess things are going well with the methotrexate.
The garden is awash with blooming poppies and other flowers, with about 7,000,000 blue bachelors buttons getting ready to bloom. I didn’t do much gardening this weekend due to the allergies, but I’ll have to hit the veggie bed soon.
Time to go give up some blood. More bloggage soon.