This is a picture of me being sick with pneumonia. After days and days of pills and laying around just hurting, not being able to sleep, I still feel gross. I wanted to write something, since I've done VERY little since I got home from MD.
I spent 5 wonderful days with Megan and her family. All of us but Anton came down with wicked head colds. I got on the plane with a mucky head and the change of pressure must have forced the stuff into the far reaches of my head and chest. "Just a touch of pneumonia in the left lung," the doctor at the drop-in clinic told me. With sprays for my lungs and head and pills for my lungs and head I came home. I am not impressed with my body at this point.
I am impressed with Nathan, however, who has ponied up handsomely. He has fetched and carried for me. I am so glad to have had him here with me. He is good at spoiling sick people.
