And a sore throat and my ribs hurt from coughing but other than that, I feel fine.
I was able to get up and face a painter today ... please God, do something about this ! and my sweet husband has taken care of Everything. Pup is well walked and finds that it is a good thing to hang out with me, Naps are encouraged.
I had all sorts of thoughts of going out and walking in some fresh warm air, for maybe 4 minutes.
So here I am, about to go take more drugs ( they are never strong enough, ever notice that?) and lie down on the sofa where I will moan quietly and lift a weak arm now and then and let it drop, pointing to the glass I cannot possibly pick up by myself !
Pup will be on the floor, by the sofa, snoring away.. just happy we are all together. As am I.