I has Meds!

I had and kept a doctor's appointment yesterday afternoon. Lady A. R. N. P. took one look at me and proclaimed, " You don't feel good. I can tell by your eyes!" She proceeded to prescribe some strong antibiotics and a short course of 'roids. All to the good. I picked the medicines up and took them. I feel better already. When I say, "I am woman, hear me roar...." maybe the word roar won't morph into an imitation of a chainsaw hitting heartwood. Ro-rrruh. 'Scuse me. I didn't mean to cough in your face.

I came home this afternoon to find T. sitting on the front porch with Pastor from our church. He had come visiting to see how we were feeling. T. handed me a card from our County Commissioner who had stopped by to see if we would mind the County Public Works crew coming and cutting a huge pecan tree across the road from the house. It is all on the county's land - our boundary marker is in the ground behind the tree. I have halfway been expecting the tree to be taken down. It was just a matter of time. We are the house on the curve and the tree is part of the reason the road takes a double bend along our frontage. The other reason is that the former owners of the property allowed the road to be cut in such a way as to have the part that's north of the house to be offset from the road to the south of the house. So, you come to our lot and have to make an S curve to get from the northern part to the southern part. Standing in our yard and looking down the road to the south, you can see where cutting a straight line would have taken out some pretty big trees and quite a chunk of our front yard.

I talked it over with T. and he doesn't mind losing the one tree. More than that, no. So, I called the number on the commissioner's card and left him a message to call me back. Then I got online and tied up the phone for a pretty good while. Maybe in the back of my mind, I'm not so anxious to hear from the gentleman.