Good evening everyone. I have not been on since either Monday or Tuesday. I am so exhausted I cannot honestly remember.

With mom having the flu I have covered her shifts this week and worked all week. I still have tomorrow to go. I'm not going to lie, I have not worked full time since Grandma had her stroke 3 years ago. I have gotten out of shape and am no longer used to being on concrete 9 to 10 hours a day. My feet and legs are killing me.

Flu/sickness update.

Dad is 75% recovered. He is still coughing sporadically and tired but he's feeling better. Mom is still down with it. She said today was the best she has felt, but she has zero energy. The migraine that lasted for 2 days is finally gone. The Tamiflu was causing it, she did not take it this morning and by this afternoon her headache went away. She also did not get the headache until she took that first dose of Tamiflu. Her fever broke yesterday afternoon.

Rosie, my poor Rosie is another story. Her fever finally broke Tuesday. I thought she was doing a little better Wednesday. Thursday morning before I left for work she started to scare me. She woke up and her face was splotched red and white on her cheeks. The moment I walked into her room I could hear her wheezing. First time I had heard her wheeze. I set her up with a breathing treatment before I had to leave and told dad to make sure she took another one around 3 or 4 which he did. He had to work to get her roused up to take it. When he picked me up last night he told me she was worse. I came in and checked her and made up my mind instantly as soon as I could get her to get a shower we were leaving for the ER. We got there a little bit after 10 and did not leave until 6am this morning. Rosie has developed Walking Pneumonia on top of the Flu A. The only thing that kept her from being admitted was the fact that I have a nebulizer machine at home and promised she would get a treatment every 4 hours for the next few days. They also hit her hard with steroids. She got a shot plus 5 days worth of prednisone, 20mg a pill. She is still very sick this evening but her breathing is so much better.

I am very thankful and counting my blessings that so far I have yet to come down with this. I am soo tired though, so very tired. Did not get home until 7:30 and had to be up at 9 to make it to work on time and keep up with the 4 hours breathing treatment schedule. I have went 48 hours on 1 hour sleep. Today being valentines day, and the most popular day of the week at the diner we were slammed from the minute we opened until we closed. Literally had 3 tables come in 5 minutes before we closed at 8. By the time we cleaned up I did not get to leave until 9:30. Rosie gets her next breathing treatment at midnight and I am hoping I am wound down enough that if I lay down I will actually be able to fall asleep. I cannot immediately come home and go to bed, I am not built that way no matter how tired I am. I need a good hour and a half to just sit and wind down. Always have been that way.

My chickens are doing good. I have only gotten to see them for a few minutes in the morning when I let everyone out and feed. My girls are picking back up laying, I got 8 yesterday. Bosa and Davy have free ranged for 2 whole days now with the flock. I intended to wait until my day off Sunday to let them do it for the first time. Well, yesterday the little brats bolted out on me before I could close the door and at that first taste of freedom I could not catch them and did not have time either. Dad kept a check on them and said they got along well with George and they put themselves up in the coop with everyone last night. This morning when I let them out Davy came up and did his rooster dance around me. I caught him mid-dance and held him for a minute and he did not struggle. Bosa had other things on his mind first thing this morning. He pulled a Branch and took a ride unsuccessfully on big Grouchy Gryffyn who shook him off. Keep dreaming little man.

I skimmed the 60 pages I was behind, I see there has been a lot of things happening the last few days. I fully intend to catch up Sunday.
Wow...that is a lot going on all at once for you!!! :hugs Hope you get some rest soon or you'll be sick too. I know what you mean about having to unwind at the end of the day. When I worked I absolutely needed that too. I suppose I would need it now too, but I'm generally relaxing in the evening anyway so I don't notice it.

Hope everything settles down soon for you! :hugs

tax: Pippi. Best rooster ever. RIP :love
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I was ready to go to sleep when I heard Mr Wyandottey crowing as if something was wrong. I got dressed and went to the coop. I found one of Nacho’s little ones out on the ledge separated from her mother by chicken wire. I wasn’t counting her chicks when I put them to bed. Anyway, they are reunited and I took Dakota inside with me as my reward. Just a fantastic rooster I have in Mr Wyandottey! I know when his crows are directed towards me.
 
Don't be too hard on yourself. Life is full of potential regrets. It can be paralyzing to dwel on them. Understand it, recognize it, utilize it to inform future decisions and try to do better moving forward. :hugs :hugs

Tax
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Wise words thank you.

One day I will have a chooks I’ll call grandma - like Grandma the Chicken ♥️
 
I was ready to go to sleep when I heard Mr Wyandottey crowing as if something was wrong. I got dressed and went to the coop. I found one of Nacho’s little ones out on the ledge separated from her mother by chicken wire. I wasn’t counting her chicks when I put them to bed. Anyway, they are reunited and I took Dakota inside with me as my reward. Just a fantastic rooster I have in Mr Wyandottey! I know when his crows are directed towards me.
Thursday night the roosters were all growling like crazy - it had all the flock on high alert (except a few of the older ones like Blanche and Sophia), it even had me all freaked out. Still don’t know what they were going on about.
 
A Valentine's Night Surprise.
I was standing in the kitchen. The house is silent.
I hear something hitting the cabinets. What could it be? A ghost? A animal?
It was none of those.
My stomach tells me what happened.
It was a earthquake.
My chooks were terrified. CC's, not so much. I had to go pick them up, cuddle them, and pop them in their coop.

If I was in California I wouldn't care. Earthquakes are standard there. But El Paso? No. We shouldn't get any. It's terrifying to think that the mointain fault line could be waking up.
Lots of fault lines everywhere. Even here, I have not felt one since I have had my chooks, but last larger sized one of 4.3 the cats dog and horses slept through!
 

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