Climb for Hospice

Yesterday I went around town approaching business owners for donations to the Kili Gala Raffle. I had a GREAT response! Everyone I approached was keen to help, and I was able to get some really neat things. THANK YOU!

I am going to get more posters copied and head into Tsawwassen today to try the same thing. Here’s hoping that business owners there as just as open to the idea!

I walked around Ladner for about 45 minutes yesterday, and by the time I got home, I was completely exhausted. It’s not until I try and actually *do* something that I realize how sick I actually am. I’m getting better, but I’m not necessarily getting smarter about taking it easy.

This morning I woke up and was feeling ok. A whole lot less coughing, and the rattle in my chest seems to have gone away. I decided to treat the dogs and go for our regular Weekend Morning Walk. I feel so bad that they’ve had to be kept to short walkies, so I was happy to oblige them today. We went out for 45 minutes, and it went really well for all of us (well, except for Luna who decided to go selectively deaf when she got near any garbage cans).

I’m going to relax, then take the girls to McDonald Beach at noon, so they can play with their Auntie Sheena and their cousins Tweed, Piper, Mr. Woo, Dexter and TWooie. It’ll be nice because all I have to do is sit on a log and throw sticks in the water. Nice job if you can get it, really.

Happy Jenn!

Happy Luna!

Happy Robyn!

*Ok, ok – so it’s not the same beach. Heck, it isn’t even the same continent! But you get the idea…

Hahahaha – ohhhh, silly, silly, silly…

Remember when I had that cold? And then remember when I said that cold was the flu? Yeah, I was wrong about that.

So, funny thing really… I have pneumonia.

Yep, thaaaaat’s right. I’m basically a pile of gasping goo right now, coughing my way through the wonderful moments of my day. On the upside, I am certainly catching up on my reading!

I went to the doctor yesterday and he got mad at me. I can’t understand why! All I told him was that I was coughing up weird coloured things, and that whenever I took a breath it sounded like I had the Death Rattle going on.

“How long has this been going on?”  he asks

“Ummm… 10 days or so?”  I reply.

I don’t often see my Doctor do a facepalm, but when he DOES do it, I figure I’ve done something really, really wrong.

Anyway, he told me to “lay low” and gave me a script for 7 days worth of  Biaxin (an antibiotic). He told me to take it easy, rest, drink lots of fluids, stay home from work (oh boy!), and if I’m not better in 2 days… go to the hospital for a chest x-ray. Guess this is serious. Meh.

Needless to say, the training is on hold for a while. Considering I can’t even stand without getting short of breath, I’m pretty sure that lifting weights or hiking isn’t going to be all that productive. Besides, do you have any idea how tiring it is to put on shoes!?

I’d *like* to hike this weekend, so we’ll see how I feel in a couple of days.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some fluids to drink…

🙂