Today's been rough for Kim. Rough. Her eyes are nearly swollen shut. The doctor said this would be the worst day and she is right. Please keep praying for a speedy recovery. Thank you to those who have been praying, sending get well wishes, gifts, and to my good friend Lisa who brought dinner tonight. What a treat!
Speaking of eating, I overheard this at breakfast.
Kim, laying on the couch eating yogurt: Ugh! I hate this! I can't taste anything!
Patrick sitting nearby munching a bowl of cereal: Why not?
Kim: Because my nose is plugged and when your nose is plugged you can't taste anything!
Patrick? Really? You can't taste anything?
Patrick: So you can't taste that yogurt?
Kim: No! I already told you! I can't taste ANYTHING!! NOTHING!!!
Long pause. Silence. Patrick chewing his Peanut Butter Crunch. Pondering. Silence. Then finally--
Patrick: I bet you'd be able to taste dog poop.
Even Kim couldn't help laughing at that!