(Aren’t these cute?)

I’m still fighting the infection from getting stabbed by that ONE porcupine quill.  They can’t seem to find the right medication to get the infection out of my body and GONE!

I still can’t walk very well, although I do try to keep on keeping on.  I told my family doctor that if I don’t keep walking, (at my age) by the time this is all over, I won’t be able to walk.

Anyway—who would have thought one quill? Lying on the ground (for who knows how long) could cause weeks and weeks of tremendous pain, swelling, and lack of mobility.

So—here I am.  Crippled in both feet.  The infection threw me into gout in the other foot.

MESS!

That is what I am.

So onward we go.

Gradually!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda