Russ came home for a few days, there was another disco gig, the dog had diarrhea, Zachary is STILL a toddler... but in the midst of everything, my favorite moments were in the garden, pulling weeds. There was the calm, the Zen, those therapeutic and inspirational moments when I reflected on life and all of its challenges. I remembered that sometimes when we are problem solving we work on the surface of the symptom and often we have to dig deeper to get to the heart of the matter - the root of it. Life is like a garden... blah blah blah.
Then one pesky mosquito bite got especially annoying. I thought it was starting to look like that tell-tale bullseye which typically indicates a tick bite/Lyme Disease. I went to Urgent Care. The doctor said it was not a tick bite, but an allergic reaction - maybe Poison Ivy. (Darn it! The neighbors were right! There IS Poison Ivy here!)
Sigh... We decided to test for Lyme anyway, just in case. After two tries, two trips to a different lab, and then two more tries back at Urgent Care, they were finally able to draw blood. It took all day which is why this blog is so late and also so funny. The root of the problem - is the actual root!!! I have GOT to spray down that section of "garden." The spray I bought at the nursery is supposed to get to the root of the plant. SMH.
Meanwhile, the gig was great fun and the moon was beautiful last night! xoxo
Love,
T
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