Waiting
This is not the Advent I planned. Not that I'd planned an elaborate one, mind you, but I did expect to begin the season with evening mass (it's just so lovely during Advent to leave mass in the dark) and then each night, hang one ornament on our Jesse tree, light the candle on the Advent wreath, and pray the accompanying prayers and scriptures. The season began Sunday, in Urgent Care, with a two-hour wait. The day before Thanksgiving, my youngest daughter and I went to Urgent Care, where we were diagnosed with sinus infections. We were both put on a round of Amoxicillin. She gradually got better. But I really didn't recover. The sinus pressure, headaches, and post-nasal drip continued. Last week, I started running fever and getting chills. Then came the cough, which although it never reminded me for the fifth time to take out the trash or put my shoes away, still qualified as being of the nagging variety. So, I did what I was supp...