Mad Doll Doctor

I’ve been trying to get ready all morning. I’m still really tired and dizzy and I’m coughing up unspeakable things. I’m starting to entertain worries of pneumonia. Yesterday I woke up with a cold in my right eye, which really bugs me, like I didn’t feel crummy enough already. The husband is talking about looking at some cars, maybe getting a bite to eat. I don’t want to get too far away as we’re babysitting my sisters dog, Stinky. He does pretty good most of the time, but when you’ve gotta pee, you’ve gotta pee.

It’s my brother-in-law’s birthday weekend, so they took off for a bed and breakfast in southern Illinois. It’s so hard to find anything to do around here without driving for hours. My mom and step-dad like to go to Branson to get away, and they’re always inviting us to go along. We’re just not that into shows and country music and whatnot. But they really enjoy it. I don’t know why they don’t look into some Branson lots, for what they pay in hotel and resort fees.