The Beast is still sick so I know he wasn't just looking for an excuse to lay around. His deep chest cold is very evident. Even his appetite was sketchy. I made breakfast around 10am (scrambled eggs and toast) and then he didn't want anything more until almost 4pm. I made him some tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich. At least he ate it all.
He's been drinking tea all day. He always starts drinking tea when he isn't feeling well. But he didn't step outside all day long. We knew the chickens were fine and they acted normally...including their antics of running around every once in a while. I mean, running from the barn to the other side of the coop. It seems to be only two of the hens that like running. Still no eggs, however. *Sigh* I wish they would start laying. I'm anxious to try fresh laid eggs. I've been told that they are amazing and taste different (better) than store bought. They also have thicker shells than eggs laid by hens raised in commercial plants.
I shudder to think of the lives those poor hens lead. Stuck in small cages, fed a special kind of feed...just enough to ensure they have the minimum calcium needed and who knows what else? I once saw one of those plants on TV and it was just terrible.
I'm glad ours are free to run around even if the coop is not terribly big. And we feed them very good feed and add the stuff they need in order to properly digest the food. It looks like little rocks to me but...oh well! Whatever they need, we provide.
I am worried about the Beast. He was wheezing badly earlier today until he used his inhaler. I know a deep chest cold is not a good thing at our age. He hasn't even gotten a pneumonia shot like I do every five years (as required). I have my allergies acting up on me and I hate how my sinuses drain down my throat and make me cough. I'm also constantly blowing my nose. I make sure it's clear (if it wasn't, it would mean I have an infection).
I got a reminder from the proctologist yesterday that it's time, once again, for THAT. I hate to think about drinking that awful concoction that's required before the exam. At least you are in and out of the hospital within a few hours. But, after the problem that I had last year, I would rather go through that than spend another 8 days in the hospital.
Time to get some rest. I've been trying to reach my brother, Uncle Icky tonight. My nephew told me that he always managed to reach him late at night so I tried. I'll try again tomorrow morning. I haven't talked to him in ages and he's been on my mind for some time now. My nephew and my son speak to him every few weeks or at least once a month. I'm ashamed to say that it's probably been almost a year since I spoke to him. Because I hear from my nephew and my son, Mustachio, about him, I at least knew he was all right.
Love you all. Be good. Stay safe. Watch your health. Spring/summer colds are killers! ***Hugs***
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