It's good to be back in the country, especially now that my lungs are threatening to explode.
I had some kind of hideous virus weekend before last, and while I was recovering nicely, I kept having a fairly nasty cough. Then a few days ago, it started getting worse, so the lady next door threw me in her truck and took me to the local urgent care.
They did some x-rays and said I had gone into pneumonia, probably a secondary bacterial infection related to my earlier virus.
So I'm feeling guilty for blaming my little nephews for my constant stream of respiratory infections in recent years, since apparently my airways suck all on their own. However, one thing that doesn't suck is being back in the country.
Because when I'd get sick in San Francisco, poor little Rawley would start climbing the walls because I couldn't take him to the park, and here, I can just open the door and let him tear around this lovely wooded fenced property. I sit curled up with a blanket indoors, watching him through the walls of windows, and getting up just to let him in when he's exhausted.
I can't honestly imagine living in the city again, although I said that years ago, and to my complete surprise did end up back in San Francisco. I wonder, though, if that would have happened if not for my mom's declining health.
Another thing about "the country" I'm living in here in Michigan compared to "the country" I lived in when I was in California -- Pescadero in San Mateo County, Bonny Doon in Santa Cruz County and Cazadero in Sonoma County -- is that here, they keep their beautiful, quiet, peaceful country properties conveniently tucked into the woods not far from the Interstate, shopping, gas stations and restaurants. I have two totally darling towns within a five minute drive, Clarkston and Holly. The urgent care was around 4 minutes away, as was the Walgreens where I filled my prescription.
Not that such places don't exist in California; they do. They're just never anywhere I want to live, or anywhere I can afford to live.
Anyway, I've now totally exhausted myself sitting up long enough to type this. I'm going to take a nap with my tired little Deerhound!
I'm glad you have someone who was able to get to a care center where you could be diagnosed and get back on the road to wellness. Have a restful Sunday, Christie.
Posted by: Vicky | 12 June 2011 at 11:55 AM
This sounds like a long overdue respite for healing - taking it easy on you. (Even with pneumonia.)
Posted by: Pam Picard | 12 June 2011 at 12:05 PM
I'm so sorry. What a pain. Rest up, enjoy the quiet.
Posted by: CathyA | 02 July 2011 at 12:18 PM
You will miss the sunshine CA has, but honestly, the area you are in in MI is pretty darn good.
You now have U of M, and Michigan State!
Michigan was my home for 20+ yrs, and while it wasn't my first choice. There are far worse places to be.
Enjoy the lakes!
Posted by: Anita | 05 July 2011 at 03:57 PM