I’m still alive, and I didn’t fall off the face of the earth, but I do apologize for not posting a mystery photo last week. You probably thought that I was being a bad sport because you smarty pants guessed my impossible mystery photo the week before, but I was actually busy concentrating on being able to breathe.
I had taken myself to the hospital earlier that week thinking that I was having an asthma attack because of the extreme cold temperatures we have been having (which are still not letting up by the way). I had suffered for about three days with the feeling that I had a tight rubber band around my chest and decided it was time to get some help. The doctor who examined me agreed that it was probably my asthma because I had no other symptoms that would signify something more serious like pneumonia or bronchitis. They gave me Ventolin mask treatments and a prescription for two days of steroids, and after a couple of days the pressure in my chest had decreased. However, the coughing and wheezing continued, and by Thursday night I was exhausted, and the mystery photo was the last thing on my mind.
The funny thing is that a couple of days later Daniel and Mike started wheezing and feeling crappy, so this must be some type of virus, and boy does it last a long time. Oh well, slow and stead wins the race, and it is getting a little bit better every day :). All I need now is some sunshine and hot temperatures to eradicate this beast completely. While waiting for Mother Nature to smarten up, it’s time to play the mystery photo game. Mwah ha ha, it’s a really tough one this week!! Ok, ready, set, go….
Since I couldn’t figure out how to put a photo in the comments, here’s a full shot of the head on the voodoo stick so you can see where the closeup of the teeth came from. He’s totally creepy, and that’s why I love him :).