You give medicine a bad name

I have really been slacking off when it comes to taking care of my health. The other day I realized that although I was diagnosed with glaucoma some ten years ago, I have not seen my specialist in over a year! I usually go every four months. It has been very much under control. I take a visual field test once a year and then use drops daily. I was supposed to use two different drops and then when my pressure remained the same, I only used one. That is not typical of me but what is even worse is that I have not used any in several months. When I realized this I called the doctor and made an appointment for the first week of June so I can get back on track.
I'm far too responsible to be doing something like this! Being busy just is no excuse.

Two days ago I laid down on a pillow in my guest room and began to feel my head congest. I looked at the pillow and it was covered in cat hair. Since then I have remained congested but yesterday afternoon my ear began to hurt. It feels like someone is playing bongos in there and I can't hear out of it. The right part of my head feels like it's full of congestion. I called the doctor and made an appointment for this afternoon. I hope the ear is not infected as I have never had an ear infection in my life. It is a peculiar feeling.

My sister-in-law Jennifer arrives home from the hospital today. She is weak and will need some physical rehab which they will do in her home. Right now they believe they have gotten all the tumor and bought her some real time. I am cautiously optomistic. My mother-in-law is so happy. Her birthday is June 1st. I have prepared a nice box of things to send her including a soft and cozy robe. Noticed when we were there hers was very worn. It came with a small lap throw that matched the robe. In New England you often have some chill in the air and I am sure she will put it to good use.