Well, I am back at work. Why does time off go by so fast? It was sort of a crappy two weeks off because I was sick the entire time. I am finally feeling better and starting to be able to breathe. I will be cutting back on the Symbicortr some time next week but have to stay on a maintenance dose all fall and winter or I will get sick again. It is also almost time for the flu shot. I work with terminally ill and dying patients so it is very important that I get the shot but also my own lungs are kind of hooped. 

Today we went to feed the ducks again and I took more pictures. 

Can you see the man fishing? 

This road has been permanently closed off to traffic.

When the rains come the waters will rise and this entire area will become part of the river. 

It sure is a nice autumn. It has been really foggy during the night so the fog horn can be heard every 30 seconds. I live near the ocean and it is a very comforting sound. After a while you don't notice it anymore. It somehow brings reassurance in its deep low tone.

My husband and I went to see a play called, "Boeing, Boeing" last night and was it ever funny. When I got to the theatre I was having a panic attack but we had paid for the tickets so I sat there silently crying. I just wanted to go home. And then a lady walked in that looked like my mom. She had a light behind her so I could not see her face but she looked so much like my mom that I cried even more. I finally pulled it together. I think I should keep ativan in my purse but I really don't want to become a person that carries ativan around. I do use it at night but that is it. Anyway, the play was awesome and I once again give local theatre a standing ovation. Give me a night at a local theatre over a night at the movies anytime!

I brought a Pink Lady apple to work and now it has disappeared. I was looking forward to eating it!  It must be in my car.

I have a weird thing about me that drives my husband crazy but it is normal for me and I want to know if anyone else does this. When I get into bed the sheets have to be perfectly smooth. The bottom sheet pulled tight and the tops sheet with no wrinkles at all. The blankets also need to be free of wrinkles and smooth. I can't stand it when the bed is all higgeldy piggeldy. My husband on the other hand likes the blankets all bunched up. He doesn't care what it looks or feels like. He used to put the bottom sheet on sideways! How do you even do that? When we were dating I would try to sleep and all I could think of was that the bottom sheet was on sideways. One night while he got up to go to the bathroom I quickly remade the bed. Of course he caught me. It is now a joke with us. Now that we are married and living together I make the bed. Thank god I have a husband that puts up with my weirdness.