I’m now working on month seventeen of a six-to-twelve month diagnosis. So overall, kudos to me. Sure, I cough from time-to-time. But there are other times when I’m feeling like I’m on top of the world.
So we plod along, enjoying each day, barking at rogue canine interlopers on the television screen. I have an appointment with Dr. B in two weeks – you know as well as I do that those folks simply adore me! And who can blame them?