I received a somewhat cryptic text from Prairie Eydie late last night:
"I have no post for tomorrow. Another confirmed sinus infection. My dr thinks I am allergic to dust mites."
So, I was lying in bed thinking:
- Poor baby! No wonder she has had one continual cold since last February.
- EEEwwwwww, dust mites!
- I really need to get up tomorrow morning and dash off an explanation to our Prairie Readers as to why they are missing their splash of witty and insightful Prairie Eydie prose.
- EEEwwwww, dust mites!
- What would have happened to my dear friend if she had come up with this allergy on the real prairies of the 1800's?
|The prototype for a box of Kleenex, circa 1863.|