Day 75

Monday...more cleaning.  Blah.  I stripped my bed down and washed everything, then put it all right back on the bed.  Anyone who really knows me wouldn't expect anything different.  I hate, hate, HATE folding sheets...and the bigger the sheets are, the more I hate folding them.  Since we have the biggest bed in the house, that makes for a lot of hate.

Gabriel had a doctor's appointment this afternoon.  For anyone who doesn't know, he was diagnosed with asthma back in December.  We had suspected it for a while, but every time we'd end up having to take him to the ER because he couldn't breath right, they would say it was bronchitis, or an upper respiratory infection, or pneumonia.  It all came to a head back in December, when an ER visit turned into him being admitted because they couldn't get his breathing where they wanted it to be.  That was when they finally diagnosed him, and they put him on a twice daily inhaler.  He went in today so they could take a listen to his little lungs, and so I could get the prescription for his inhaler renewed.  He's all good for another year.

Today's picture is all flowery.  No, really...these are the flowers Gabe planted at an Operation Homefront event back before Easter:

Flashback: what they looked like when he first planted them:

I haven't been doing anything special with them (in fact, it turned out we were really overwatering them for a while), but they really took off.  Eventually I'm going to have to find somewhere else to plant them; I'm just not sure where yet.  Maybe I'll just get an actual pot for them.  I hate the thought of planting them at the house, and then having to leave them when we PCS.

In any case, it's now past my bedtime so I'm going to sign off for the evening.  Onward to day 76...