Worn out

Today’s big project was going to the hospital for an x-ray. They just wanted one of my chest to check out how I’m breathing. Went very quick — waited only 5 minutes or so. But I was totally exhausted by it, the few short walks. There was much leaning against walls and sitting in chairs Continue reading Worn out

Touch

Keeping in touch — through the blog. Whether or not this gets read is secondary to me. I am beginning to realize that my worst days happen when I am too much in my own head. I worry about no-things. I fear I will never be able to eat again (tube feedings are still a Continue reading Touch