So last night I woke up at 1:00am with phlegm in my throat. It started as a little drip down the back. I cleared it. The drip began to move quicker and build. A veritable logjam broke and I was hacking up a lung, waking up Tom and Stella in the process. More drugs - I'm thinking 2x650 acetaminophen within 2 hours *probably* not a great idea - a drink of water, Tom moved downstairs and we all managed to get back to sleep.
Until 7:30am when the whole thing started again. At least it was getting light by then.
I get up and the mucus goes away. WTF?!?
This is day 8. I am over this. Do you hear me ACME PHLEGM FACTORY??
Here's the first peak at my heart locket/necklace.
I don't have a clue what I'm doing.
And loving it.
I'm equating the building of my locket to making ravioli.
Pretty sure that's how all jewelry makers do it, don't you?