So, I did not say to anyone that I feel so rotten that I want to act impulsively and make it go away. I did not say that I feel hopeless as my life is so demanding and I don't feel well, how am I supposed to keep up? I did not say that it was well thought out in my brain. But we know that things don't happen the way we plan and I am so common-sensed. I will say that I am firmly in bed and hubby is out for herbs for this raging infection and that tomorrow is another day. As long as I can stand the pain and dizziness.

By the way, who invented amusement park rides? Is that just the most cruel thing you can imagine? Oh yech.