I mistakenly thought that we were on the downhill slide with these colds, but today was tough. My cough sounds more like a bark. Forry thinks he's feeling better, but if he says more than two sentences, he sounds really hoarse. (It was good that Gonzaga got and kept a good lead tonight so that he didn't have to do a whole lot of hollering!)
Not liking to drive at night any more than necessary, we decided we wouldn't go to the Mariners/Diamondback game tonight. I don't think we were feeling good enough to go anyway... And I sure wouldn't want to pass these colds on to anyone else.
I did take care of some birthdays today. March is a busy month for our family. Granddaughter Havela turned twenty-one last week; Granddaughter Kyra will be eighteen in a few days; and Sister Dena has a birthday the end of the month. With our mobile lifestyle, I really appreciate the handiness of using the Send Out Cards app.
So sorry you are both struggling with colds. I can commiserate. My voice is down to a pathetic whimper!
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