The good news I mentioned in my title: We caught the little mouse! My mom had put out a little box trap for him to scurry inside to get some cheese... but then he's stuck in there. I heard all this happen last night and because he was still alive in the little box, there was going to be no way I would be able to sleep listening to him. There was also no way I was going to touch that box! Mom to the rescue! She took off the box, I guess down to the garage for the night, and then took him off to be set free in the woods somewhere this morning. Such a relief. I can actually put all my clothes back in my drawers (after a healthy dose of lysol) and not have to worry about them getting pooped on or chewed up. I imagine my compromised immune system and mouse shit do not go well together.
|Everyone looks so healthy and happy in these pictures|
Today I'm feeling ok overall. Some leftover bone pain, nausea that passed a couple of hours ago, coughing, and a little bit of tightness in my chest for some reason. Nothing too bad though. I need to count this as feeling great in case things get a lot worse. I just spent some time responding to very nice messages from strangers and will probably go back to doing that now from the comfy "nest" I've made for myself in bed.