It must be mating season

...for across the road this morning, we watched five or six wild tom turkeys, puffed up and fanned out, strutting back and forth in competition for the hens' attention. What a treasure to watch such wildlife activity right through the front window!

I have been incredibly sick the last two days. All kinds of brainstem stuff. Lots of pain in my legs and occipitally. Very weak, and I'm back to feeling too weak to step outside, even though my lovely tulips and daffodils are beckoning loudly for me to come view their beauty.

I figure it is because on Friday, Saturday and Sunday I felt well enough to go out in the yard for an hour to an hour and a half and do some light gardening stuff. Setting sprinklers on some plants...sprinkling some mulch on a front bed...spraying Miracle Gro on the irises.

As ever, whenever I feel halfway good and do things, it takes a couple of days for the inevitable flare up to manifest itself. I have felt like my head can't stay on top of my spine...I've spent most of my time in bed reading or napping.

Too weak to talk even. I hardly say a word to my husband throughout the day.

As I've written before, it all confirms that I need to get this surgery done on June 4th. No doubts, no fear.

I really don't have much to write about since I haven't been doing anything, and also because sitting here at the computer wears me out. My arms and hands are weak and they ache. So, I'll close. Wish I had better news...but I gotta write it like it is!