Not sure that Meg and I were ready for Monday, but it came anyway. It felt long, but I made it through. The Prednisone hasn't helped like I thought it would and my stomach is killing me, but I am better than I was Friday. I don't know if it was the medicine or the fact that I am not 100% healthy yet, but someone really hurt my feelings today attacking me about my cough and letting me know that they were a lot sicker than I was. Not sure what triggered that reaction, but it did make me tear up. Luckily, Cherie made me feel better until Doug and Meg could make me laugh about it all.