James brought me tulips and a get well card on Friday June 12, on his lunch break cuz I'm sick and didn't go to work. He bought 'em when he was buying his lunch at Smiths. How sweet. I think. Grandma seems to 'enjoy' them more than I do. She keeps asking if I'm enjoying the flower arrangement. Uh, sure. Not one so much for flowers. Been excited for Resa to come all weekend. Whee! Like unusual excited. Like little toddler waiting for Christmas kind of excited. I feel silly. We watched Jungle Book together. I steamed myself on Saturday. The first time I could breath in a long while. Stood in front of the boiling water and barley for like an hour. It felt so good to breath! I watched Hercules, Armegeddon, Boys&Girls, Strange Brew, Ever After, Petes Dragon, Jungle Book, Goonies, and Teenwitch the past three days. I love those movies, haven't seen 'em in awhile. Took Mucusinex stuff and the mucus all came out of my chest and throat. It's just killing the sinuses now so I can't breath. But I'd rather not breath than throat hurting and chest congested. This medication like sits there with a feather and tickles the back of yer nose or throat so you sneeze or cough it all up. So sneezing/coughing inbetween non-breathing. Whee. I like this lots better tho. No pain, I just talk funny now. But hey, I can talk! Who needs to breath anyway? Especially when they're sleeping. Daylight is different after three days of darkness and/or rain. It feels weird going into public again. Almost illegal. I don't wanna wear a bra again. Those three days felt good! I was free! All in all. I'm coming around. All is well.