I broke down and went to the doctor this morning. Enough is enough. This crud has cost me a Wednesday evening dinner with my girlfriends, a Thursday evening orchestra concert, a Friday evening dinner with friends, and is threatening to imperil a Sunday afternoon play. Makes me sound like quite the busy and social one, I suppose. We can go weeks and weeks with nothing on the calendar and then have a week like this. I imagine it all evens out.
Doctor pronounced a bronchial infection and prescribed an antibiotic. He offered me a cough medicine with codeine but I declined; a combination of Mucinex and an Ativan have me sleeping enough. Enough! Hah! I take a 45 minute nap every afternoon, to boot! I hope I don't come to regret this refusal later tonight.
Once the prescription was filled, mindful that I cough less when I sew, I resumed Porcelainberry (not an easy word to type) and stayed on task all afternoon. One commenter thought a green border would be good and the more I thought about it, the more I agreed with her and scrapped the idea of a viny border. I'm very pleased with this quilt.
I've decided that, for sure, this will be the wedding gift for the young couple who courted at the seashore. Their love, like the berries, is something beautiful that has sprung up amidst the dunes. Sweet.