I HATE being sick. Hate it. Hate it. Hate it.
Add to that not being able to talk above a whisper, and I’m about fit to be tied.
My sore throat started Monday afternoon sometime after getting off work. It got worse and worse, scratchier and scratchier. Then the voice started getting lower and lower. Raspier and raspier. This morning when I got up I could barely make myself be heard, unless everything else in the condo was turned off and all ears were turned toward me. I won’t tell you exactly what Ted thought about this turn of events, but suffice it to say he was very, very sorry my throat hurt – but my loss of the ability to speak had him pretty darn happy.
Ted’s cure for everything upper respiratory is chicken soup, ginger ale, and regular gargling with warm salt water. My throat is so sore I knew even little bits of chicken and noddles would hurt to swallow. And I tried to gargle – honest I did – but I’ve just never gotten the hang of gargling – never. It basically ends up spurting out of my mouth like a volcano erupting – and with my head tilted back and my mouth aimed toward the ceiling – all I get out of it is a salty face wash. So – out of the clear blue Michigan sky – I decided I needed warm tea and honey. That is NOT a south Georgia remedy, so I had to have heard it from folks up here in the north country. Ted just shook his head when I asked him to run by Doud’s on his way home from work today and pick up some honey and some individual tea bags.
“You need chicken soup,” he said.
“Just indulge me,” I rasped.
Around 2:30 he came in with both requested items, and I set about brewing a cup of tea. With that accomplished, I added a little half-and-half and two dollops of honey. It really, really tasted good and even soothed my throat a little. Will try another cup before bed.
BLOG READERS WEEK!
It seems lots of blog readers come to Mackinac Island during August. Several were here last week, and I know of quite a few more scheduled to arrive this weekend!
August 5th (two Mondays ago) was a rainy day, and at first I thought the Stuart House would record an all time low in visitors. But, after noon, the sun came out, and folks started popping in – including blog fans!
This is actually a family – plus one. Linda, Brian, Owen and Declan Westphal stopped in from Ypsilanti, MI – just south of Whitmore Lake where we spend a night on the trip north. They were enjoying their stay at Hart’s. The lady on the right is Marsha from Marshall, where she’s a librarian in the school district there. She told me she uses the little book written by our island school children (We Live on Mackinac) to help teach Michigan history. Awesome! Marsha and her husband were staying at the Grand.
Wow – this was a whole CLAN of folks from Miles, MI – staying at the Harbor Suites penthouse (downtown). This family includes Darrell, Seth, Mathew, Greg, Gunter (the only one from Colorado), and Karen and Barb (the actual blog readers in this bunch)
Two other blog readers also stopped by, but I didn’t get photos: Kathy, her family and their pooch, Sophie, were staying at Park Place Suites and Karen from Ft. Gratiot/Port Huron. But . . .
I saw them again during the week and managed to get photos then!
Kathy and George were enjoying the Pink Pony one afternoon when we were there with Jason . . .
. . . and Karen and her husband Neil were getting on a ferry to Mac City as Jill and I were boarding for St. Ignace.
We shared that St. Ignace ferry with the Westphals, who were headed into the U.P. for a few more days of vacation. The boys got to sound the captain’s horn from the pilot house as we were leaving the dock.
AND – just when I thought all the blog readers came in one week, Cathy Cislak stopped by yesterday from Indianapolis, Indiana.
I’ve had several requests for an update on Apollo, the horse that became so ill during the Festival of the Horse, after eating hay that contained a toxic weed (hay was NOT from Mackinac Island). In Dan’s words on August 17: “This weekend Apollo is looking good. He was moved out of his peat moss stall and into a stall full of shavings. He got a bath and has special soft boots on to help keep him comfortable.” Dan credits Michigan State Veterinary Teaching Hospital staff for saving Apollo’s life.
TWO SPECIAL PHOTOS
A beautiful and serene photograph taken as the sun rose this morning. (Photo credit: Great Turtle Kayak Tours).
I haven’t mentioned Chris Ann lately – my sweet friend who went to Heaven in March of this year. Her husband, Burton, returned recently to their home by the Mackinac Bridge, after visiting with their children all over the country. That first night back they built a big bonfire on the beach near their little cottage. I know Chris Ann was smiling as those sparks drifted through the night sky.
The week ahead is wide open – until the weekend when Mike Forrester and Hilde and Bud DaVanon arrive. Another special arrival will be Frankie Thill, who will be returning to the island to work for the last part of the season at Benjamin’s Photo Shop on Main Street. So excited to have Frankie and sweet Hershey back on Mackinac where they belong!
See you in a few days! God bless.