I hate getting sick.
I am out of airborne and vitamin C (Anya ate them all). I am out of aleve and tylenol ( Nastia finished them off this week.) I have nothing left to fight off this inevitable misery but orange juice. Of course I was nearly perfectly healthy for NINE WEEKS. And what happens when I run out of safe, reliable American drugs? I get sick.
I hate getting sick!!!
So I am going to go to bed early and think healthy thoughts and imagine I am breathing healthy air, and do my best to fight this with the little stamina I have left.
So, rather than bore you with a list of all my aches and pains and flu-ey symptoms, I'll share a few photos from this week. I accidentally took the trolley to work instead of the bus the other day (wasn't looking up to see that it was attached to the wires overhead. Who misses that???) so...the #15 trolley does not follow the same route as the #15 bus. So I had to walk a good mile from where it left me to the school. Took a few photos on the way. Here they are:
First spotted -- the requisite old woman picking through the dumpster....