Yada, Yada ... same old story.
I'm sick again. I have another infection. We're battling it with antibiotics, but they're the anti-b's that I hate to take, so Ed needs to hold me down, because I just have to get away. I know he feels guilty, but I know he's doing it because he loves me.
I'm starting to get some appetite back, but I've had to go back to several small meals.
I feel guilty because my monthly prescription bills are well over a hundred and fifty dollars, and now this is just adding more.
The good news is that nothing else seems abnormal, my heart and lungs are still strong, and I even gained weight!
Hopefully, I'll start feeling better in a few days.