Another day of our exile...
Neither of us slept well last night due to Steph's trouble breathing. Every time she rolled over I asked if she was okay. In the morning she told me how close she was to going to the ER. At 8 she called the doctor, went to get checked out, and got a steroid shot to open her airwaves. She did not have all of the symptoms of Covid-19, but the shot was actually given in the car. She also got some steroid pills to help keep the symptoms down. They think it is a serious reaction to Texas... she is allergic to Texas.
While she was gone I recorded some videos for my classes, and when she returned I drove to my office to get some books and necessary papers. It was weird that everything was so quiet.
At home, I continued to work from home on my classes and recorded a few more videos. I will need to do a few more tomorrow as well.
Everything is still so wet today, and it is warm. The antique green rose in the side yard is blooming. It is the most unique flower.
Tonight we played classic Ticket to Ride - Stephanie won - and then Sadie and I watched another Star Trek TNG. I suppose this is as good a time as any to finish the series.
We wrapped up the evening with North and South, the British Drama on Netflix. This thing is very good for the streaming services.
Our self exile from the realm was broken today when I was forced to brave the journey to the local doctor, who confirmed my ailment is not the dreaded plague and gave me a remedy. Still, the doctor was fearful and would not allow anyone into the abode, and I was waited upon in my carriage. I was told if symptoms worsened, to go seek help elsewhere. It is not as comforting as I had hoped, but on my journey home I saw many of the blue lupine blooms along the roadside. They have caused me ill in the lungs in years past. I pray they are the cause of my ailment.
After returning to the keep, the Laird insisted upon some necessities, and he ventured out alone while I continued to tutor the princess in her studies. We were several times interrupted by a vociferous cockerel outside our kitchen window. He blatantly disregarded the peace we needed for study and made a mess on our garden tea table. The hound continues to lavish and seek attention to excess. He currently makes it difficult to write this entry.
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