Thanks to everyone for your comments. I appreciate your remedies, suggestions and good wishes. It was a rough weekend and I thought I was going to die then I was afraid I was not. I felt pretty good yesterday but today I feel great.
I medicated myself with cheap red wine, music, other drugs and then stayed in the bed to let sleep do it's magic. I did have to get up and change the bed in the middle of the night a couple of times. I drank enormous quantities of water, ate nearly nothing and lost a pound a day. My attentive nurse, SHMBO (she who must be obeyed), threatened to follow me into hell if I up and died on her. Just the mere thought of that scares the hell out of me and I don't even believe in hell but it kept me from wanting to die. Somehow, when I am ill knowing she is watching over me is comforting.
This was my outdoor therapy each day. My indoor therapy was reading your blogs and some of you made me laugh outloud which is the best therapy of all.
Watching the world go by this last week has kept Waylon Jennings "Cotillion" running through my head more than usual. That's what it was called when it first come out but since no one in our increasingly illiterate society knew what "cotillion" means or how to use a dictionary it was changed to "It's the World Gone Crazy". It was written with Shel Silverstein. I have hummed it to myself a lot these last thirty years.
It has been pretty much a running theme in my head since 1979.
I'm so glad I don't have to comment on politics because at this time I would be just speechless.