Vortex of Disease

I've been using that phrase for awhile now: Montgomery, Alabama is a vortex of disease. I say this because my family and I have never been as sick as we have been since we moved here one year ago, May 2008.



























I've said this before too but I want to say it again - I think Montgomery's water is infested with chemicals that are toxic, like in that Erin Brockovich movie. Is my spleen going to just fall out one day when I pee? Will my hair turn to ashes one day? Who knows!

Forgive me if I sound bitter. It rained all last weekend and for about six days in a row. I felt great last week. Now here it is a beautiful, sunshiny weekend and I feel like crap. It was a rough, drama-full kind of week at work so I wanted to just relax and have some fun.

I've been hacking up a lung for a day and a half now. My throat is throbbing. Also my head feels like it is carrying a big boulder on it too.
Like one of those old Road runner cartoons when Wiley Coyote drops the rock on himself.


I had plans. I was going to visit the farmer's market this morning. Friends invited me to dinner at Outback tonight. Our bikes are ready from the bicycle shop and we want to take a family bike ride, all three of us. The weekend was going to include lots of outdoor activities since the rain finally went away.

But... NOOOOO! Enter Montgomery's diseased vortex!



Oh well, I will try to get some rest. As much rest as I can get with a wandering 19-month old getting into everything around the house that is!

I will ask the vortex to leave me alone again as quickly as she came to surprise me. Please Ms. Vortex, leave me alone. I'm trying my best to like living here but you're not helping me. Give me some peace.

And if you need me to spell it out for you, well, here's your sign: