It's Errand Day, and Mrs. HM is without her shadow. Without The Pony, who has been accompanying me for the past two weeks as I recover from my mysterious couch injury of my left rumpus/leg. The problem is almost completely resolved now, but occasionally, a knee goes all wonky without notice. I think it's from favoring that injury with different posture.
Anyhoo... The Pony has been riding along, and running back to T-Hoe to put the gas in after I pay, so I don't feel the need to rush. I'd been taking my cane for that longish walk, but was planning to go without it today. Also, The Pony had been bringing out a cart at Country Mart if one was not left outside by the handicap spaces.
I got a text at 5:30 a.m.
"I'm about to go back to bed, but it feels like I might be getting sick. Sore throat starting i think. Will let you know later once I'm up - I just don't want to spread anything to you!"
When I hadn't heard anything by 11:30, I called The Pony. Who sounded a bit nasally and cloggy. I knew right away I would not have my faithful companion for Errand Day.
Better safe than sorry. I don't need anything else wrong with me! The cane will remain.
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