bad week, no donut continues

Sunday night - relapse, with bonus puking, to the extent that
Monday I couldn't wake up and get Alice to school, or eat anything. Mostly slept all day. and then
Monday night Alice was up and puking, and Al was relapsing and they were keeping each other company in their misery.
Tuesday Alice is curled up on the couch napping and waking, sipping water and crunching sugar lumps (they are hard to throw up, and provide microscopic amounts of calories to function)

Today I have already had my breasts x-rayed for the standard annual mammo. They are nice enough on the inside, but not as pretty as the bones in my ankle and pelvis. More like the America at night satellite picture.

The orthopedist is this afternoon, where-in he shall say (this is an educated guess) "humph. Well, if you can stand on it without pain, you're probably fine, maybe someone was too quick to read this x-ray." I will report back if it any different, and I'll bite him if he straps me into a cast, because it feels a lot better now. Grrrrr.