
Monthly Archives: December 2018
Forget Yesterday’s Title

I’m still sick. I don’t feel any better than I did on Monday when I saw the doctor. I’m still have a fever, headache, sore throat, and a persistent cough. I thought the codeine cough syrup would help, but it did not phase the coughing. It did however allow me some sleep. I want some relief. I called the doctor’s office yesterday to ask to come back in for further evaluation, and I was told a nurse would call me back. No one called me back. Rest assured, I’ll be calling them first thing this morning.
Getting Better, I Think

Hopefully, the worst is over with. I still have no energy. My doctor said this was viral and would take a while to get over it. When I talked to the nurse yesterday, she said if I get worse over the weekend to call the on call number. If I was not better by Monday, I’d have to come back to the office. I’m hoping I’ll be better by then. The main thing is the persistent coughing. At least he took mercy on me and prescribed a stronger cough medicine with codeine.
Still Sick

I did go to the doctor on Monday. I have an upper respiratory infection and severe post nasal drip. Yuck. I can’t stop coughing, and I haven’t slept in three days. Add fever and vomiting to that and you might know how I feel. To say I’m miserable would be an understatement.
Silver Filigree

Silver Filigree
by Elinor Wylie
The icicles wreathing
On trees in festoon
Swing, swayed to our breathing:
They’re made of the moon.
She’s a pale, waxen taper;
And these seem to drip
Transparent as paper
From the flame of her tip.
Molten, smoking a little,
Into crystal they pass;
Falling, freezing, to brittle
And delicate glass.
Each a sharp-pointed flower,
Each a brief stalactite
Which hangs for an hour
In the blue cave of night.














