Nothing really new to report, save I got short of breath after a long singing spate in church this morning (not like me at all.) Still don't know why. I'm going to see my rheumatologist at the end of the month, so unless the symptoms take a turn for the worse (that is, to the point that they're affecting my normal, everyday life around here) I'll probably try to hold out until then.
Like I told Mom, if I don't run or sing I'll probably be okay.
Nothing else new to report.
Ta,
Bec
PS: Grandma Koshak has been besieged by a bat. As Dad so deftly put it (and may I remind you, this is his mother I'm talking about here) "The old bat has a bat in her house."
I can see her swinging around like a madwoman, screaming at the thing to get out of her house. This could be very interesting.
So Dad went over there and the bat was hanging out behind Grandma's clock, sleeping. Dad woke him up and took him outside and the bat was totally unhappy about losing his sleeping place (although living around my grandmother would be far worse.)
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