This is the before picture. The before I got sick, picture. I can't take the after one yet because I still don't feel all that great. I got sick on Father's Day. I thought it was just a headache. Well, it WAS a headache, that turned into what my mom called: Summer Complaint. I think it was the flu, but I'm not going to squabble about what we should *name* how sick I've been. I had aches, pains, headache, fever, cough, chills, fatigue, and nausea. I missed taking Kimberly and Karenanne to the airport for their trip back to PA. I missed a whole week of lots of things. I missed meals, sleep, going toodling, and church. I didn't laugh a whole lot this week. I hope I didn't complain much....even though I missed the first day of Summer. I was somewhere in the house, on the couch or in bed, with a horribibble pain somewhere. When you're sick, things look different. Things are heavier. ...