A nasty cold swept through the family this past week. Fastolph was passed out for two days, I have bronchitis and Gorbulas ended up in the hospital for two days due to an asthma attack. I stayed with him in the hospital during that time and decided I hate hospitals. I am glad for the life saving intervention, but they are miserable places to be in.
We came home this morning and the drive through the country on this beautiful fall day was so invigorating. The leaves are changing, there are pumpkins all over, the weather is mild and sunny. Sometimes I cannot believe how lucky I am.