Cough. Cough. Whiz. Whiz. Oh what a...

Ooops! Wrong song!

Mammogram and ultrasound went well today. Sounded like good news, since they didn't see anything, but my doctor is sending me to a specialist just to be sure. I'll gladly go to rule anything else out.

Doctor put me on steroids tonight for this stupid bronchitis thing. The girls are coming down with it, too. Our middle one has been coughing really hard all day. Had to start her on nebulizer treatments tonight. After they went to bed the youngest one's cough started up. They'll likely miss school all next week, because this sort of stuff just knocks them on their behinds. We'll definitely be taking them in, if they get worse or aren't better in a couple of days. And hopefully, the steroids will kick in quickly, so I can get some dehoarding done.

My husband told me that he saw a program last night that featured a partial interview with Lindsay Lohan admitting to being a hoarder. He asked me, if it made me feel better knowing that even celebrities can be secret hoarders. I told him that it doesn't make me feel better knowing anyone else is a hoarder. I wouldn't wish it on anyone. At the same time, it does help knowing we're not alone. He understood what I meant and agreed with me 100%.

I'll be taking it easy over the next few days out of necessity, but I'll still be blogging. I'll try to make it more interesting than today's post. :)