Momma called the doctor...

Momma called the doctor and the doctor said - "Come on in" and so she did and he then said "Go to the hospital" which she did with me driving and after about a three and a half hour wait in the ER at a stuffed, full, no available bed hospital, we saw a doctor who said probably pleurisy, take this iv antibiotic after I do a little needle biopsy to see what we can see, the next day a different doctor says go home, you will get better, and take these pills and they will help too. So it goes. Carrie is not very comfortable and it hurts when she moves a certain way or breathes too hard, but we are optomistic that things will be better day by day. At least there was no charge for anything that went on after we entered the hospital, since it is part of the public health program. I am still reeling a little from an e-mail from the New Zealand auditory society that said I do not qualify for their membership because I have no Master's degree in Audiology - but at least I got an official opinion from their president - so I will do other stuff. I have signed up for a six month trial at the University Rec Center - strong like bull, smell like ox? The weather - will the rain never cease? Then, hark, what is that bright light in the sky - that intermittently peeks out? Have discovered a great cheese factory from a nearby town, whose products are sold in our local grocery store. Had some moisture behind the lens covering the right headlight on our bmw - apparently a common occurrence recently what with so much rain. We are looking forward to spring - already some trees are showing lovely pink buds and some flowers are poking their heads up to see what they can see. Emily is getting better with the violin. Joseph seems pretty content with school. We are grateful for friends and relatives who read this, and wish you well.