I need to catch up on the Photo 365! I have just over a week left of taking a photo a day & posting it.
For Tuesday (#355/365):
Murphy being a good dog. He is a good dog. He still steals things and he has no table manners, but he’s the best friend Harvey always dreamed of. (Harvey, by the way, has no table manners either. We’re working on having to stay down and be good while people eat. It’s a journey.)
For today:
Do you see them? The photo is enlarged and therefore not great quality, but do you see them?! I saw them late Monday night as I was headed home from work. They were in the pond on Tuesday and I got to show them to my walking partner. And I saw them again tonight as I was headed home from work. We still have three of the five orphaned baby ducks! They are really good at hiding when they don’t want to be seen – my partner & I looked everywhere Thursday & Friday of last week and again on Monday and this morning. These babies have survived over a week now.
And to think we thought they were dead. I’m just so jazzed that they have survived this long. Every day is a miracle.
And now for my whine. I continue to be sick. It’s an all-over ache. No fever, just a complete lack of energy and a dull ache in my muscles. I feel like I can hardly put one foot in front of the other, but somehow I still do.
This isn’t related to the hike on Saturday: I was feeling like this before we went on the hike. I think it might be allergies, but it’s really bothersome. I just have no energy. Could it be the blood pressure meds? You’d think I would have noticed that side effect a while ago since I’ve been on the BP meds for three months (or is it 4?) now. I had plenty of energy the first three weeks of owning Harvey: we walked two times a day, even.
But the last two weeks I have been hard pressed to make one walk a day with Harvey. I just want to sleep (which, of course, I can’t because I’m really not sleepy). Today I almost didn’t manage a walk at work – and that’s all flat-land, easy stuff at a strolling pace!
I really do not like this feeling at all and I want it to pass. I NEED my energy.
And that’s my whine.
But at least the baby ducks have survived!
Jaci Dawn 
I’m glad to see the duckies still around!
Go see the doctor. It could easily be your b/p meds…..or something else very important!
I must echo Terry…get yourself to a doctor asap. It’s not whining when you know something is wrong. I suffer occasionally from fibromyalgia, and your symptoms sound similar…but you need a doc’s opinion and diagnosis.
I’m so glad that your doggy boys are getting along well! That’s great. And I hope the three remaining ducklings hang in there together and manage to grow to be adult ducks. It IS amazing that three of them have survived this long without the mother duck to protect them.
I loved your hiking post, and the photographs. That was such an interesting story, and a neat thing to be a part of. Thanks for sharing it!
I was feeling the same way and my Dr. took blood and put me on testosterone! I haven’t grown a mustache yet but I sure feel better!