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The bloodhounds have been sent to track me down, so I'd better crawl out from under my rock and report for duty. Where have I been? I'll try to keep it brief.
In mid-April, I traveled with Gardening Daughter and my six year old granddaughter, Sweetie, to visit Gardening Daughter's son, currently stationed with the U.S. Coast Guard on South Padre Island, Texas. April 18 was grandson's birthday and, except for one year since the day he was born in 1991, I have been with him on each of his birthdays.
Although we didn't get to spend as much time with him as we would have liked because of his work schedule, we had a grand time. His apartment is only two blocks from the Gulf side of the island, and we girls visited the sea-side several times a day.
So... why the long absence from this blog? A major bronchial infection reared its ugly head the day after our return, laid me out flat for over a week and robbed me of any semblance of energy. The medications I was prescribed played funny games with my brain and not only was I gasping for air and coughing my head off, I couldn't find two brain cells to rub together, much less construct an understandable sentence. You should thank me that I didn't try to compose any posts.
The torrential rain and tornados came and went while I was semi-comatose. The general area in which I live was damaged by both (even the air force base 3 miles away had extensive damage) but not anywhere near that of our neighbors to the east of us. We are very fortunate.
I'm happy to say that I'm greatly improved. I still get winded upon any physical exertion, but I'm feeling better every day and hope to be back to normal soon.
Tomorrow is also a day.