I can hardly believe I have to report this again, once again Mom is sick. I know. Wasn't she just sick like three times in a row I hear you asking. Yes she was.
She stumbled home on Friday complaining of working late but I noticed she had wine on her breath (she had whine on her breath too). Saturday morning it was like she was one of the walking dead. All the moaning and snuffling. I could barely get to sleep this weekend.
I would just settle in for a healing nap on her lap and her coughing would totally startle me. Just about the time I would settle back in to some healing purring, there the cough came again. Yikes.
This morning she carted herself off to work, all wrapped up like a mummy with a box of Kleenex. Dear Cod. She claims things are going to be really crazy for the next few weeks. I think we may need to re-post some Housecat Classics from the archives.