Respiratory Syncytial Virus (RSV)

 

FINALLY!

Day 25 of RSV, after multiple negative Covid and Flu virus checks.  I awoke this AM, naturally, not coughing, for the first time in 25 days!

I'm hopefully on the mend after almost four weeks of coughing!  Only symptoms of a cold were extreme paroxysms of coughing throughout the day and night, and exhaustion from the same.  I'm finally feeling like myself once again.

This was my first cold in three years, having experienced the exact same symptoms in November/December of 2019.  I remember because, at that time, I suspected I may be one of the early Covid sufferers, as no test was yet available.  That cold lasted a little less than four weeks and turned out to be just that, RSV, the common cold, not the flu or Covid.

As of October 2022, I've ben completely Covid vaccinated and boosted, flu vaccinated, Shingles vaccinated and boosted.  A cold I can deal with, the others I hope I don't get.  I know I'm in recovery because I'm beginning to think about cleaning the house!!!!

May I Introduce

May I Introduce Two New Members of the Family

My intention this morning was to introduce Frances Grace on my blog, but priorities changed when Jeff called asking me to meet him, Alice, Samantha, Malia, Ryan, and great-grandson, Banks, at Mimi's for brunch.  What a pleasant surprise to get to see some of my most-favorite people in the world.  Here are a few pix of five-month-old Banks with his mother, Malia, Auntie Samantha and his Grandpa, Jeff.

Momma Malia and Banks Elijah

Auntie Sam and Grandpa Jeff

Auntie Sam and a tuckered out Banks Elijah

Banks was a dream, never crying once during our-hour-and-a-half brunch get together.  Sadly, I didn't get a shot of his proud Papa, Ryan, or his Grandma, Alice. 

Back home I determined it is about time to also introduce Frances Grace, my six-month-old Miniature Poodle, who joined Lacy and me in late June, to make us a family of three in El Dorado Hills.

Frances at five months

Thirteen-year-old Lacy and I named our puppy after Saint Francis, the patron saint of pets.  Frances, though day-by-day improving, is yet to be any other-world-saintly as her name might imply.  She is a joy and also a fired up pistol, abounding in energy throughout the day, giving me reason to be thankful for evening and her descent into calm tranquility after an ever-most active day.  She will be a great dog . . . someday.