I was good. I went to sleep at 10:30. The dog woke me up at midnight, needing to go out. The cats waked up and started rampaging through the house. I started coughing - unrelated to the cat rampaging - and so here I am, still up at 1:15 in the morning.
It's that tickle-cough that can be so hard to get rid of. After cough syrup with codeine and 25 mg of Benadryl, it's starting to let up just a little. The cats went back to sleep, Hunter on his cat tower and Abby beside me in bed, and Jethro is asleep curled up around my feet. I'm just trying not to cough. This is why God made Pinterest.
After a fair amount of discussion on Facebook, nobody's certain if the clocks change tonight or next Saturday. Here's what I propose: My phone is set to change times automatically. When the phone alarm goes off in the morning, I'll check and see if the phone and the bedroom clock have the same time. If they do, then the change is next week. If not, well, I just got an extra hour of sleep. The joy of modern conveniences.
But back to the domestic situation: I may have tapered Prednisone too fast. I had planned to go off of it after tonight, but if I'm still coughing in an hour I'll have to take more. So I'll see how it all works out. But I believe I will probably take another couple of days before coming off of it. I hope the cough is under control enough in the morning that I can go to church.
That's all - if I have to be up coughing at this hour, I wanted to talk to you. No matter what the problem is, you can always make me feel better. Ah - Hunter just came in and joined the rest of the family. I'm hoping to be able to lie down by 2:00. Wish me some more sleep before morning!