May 21

In "The Lord of the Ring" difficult journeys are interrupted by sojourns with elves.  Frodo and the others recover their strength and ready themselves for the next stage.  I told Pete this morning that he and Linda are elves.  I was more tired than I thought.  Yesterday, I changed into shorts and a short sleeve shirt, went shopping for spaghetti fixin's.  Froze.  The air conditioning down here is always cranked way up.  The supermarket was freezing.  Wound up back at the house shaking almost uncontrollably.  Covered up with blankets, finally put long underwear and a ski hat and went to bed.  Earlier, I'd had a glass too much of Pete's wine and then a bit too much Texas barbecue.  Did not feel well.  Also had throbbing head ache and my forearms and palms are so tight and sore, I can't use them well.  This morning, I was sitting at the table with Pete and Linda, and sweat started pouring off me.  I think I am just whipped.  Fortunately, in am in Rivendell.

Well, by 6 p.m we finally decided to take my temp.  103.  So we went to the ER.  Urinary tract infection.  No damned wonder I felt cold, tired and whipped.  Got the fever down and am on antibiotics.  Feeling much better already.