As I type I am sitting on the couch, covered in a blanket and not feeling too well. I slept 12 hours last night and woke up feeling worse than when I went to bed. It’s raining outside and I’ve got a little chill. A little chill to the average person is o.k. – a little chill to a person whose immunine system is compromised could spell disaster. I’ve got a pretty bad cough going on too – I guess that is to be expected after all it is lung cancer. There I told you.
I’m feeling pretty lonely today – wish there was someone sitting on the couch with me. They wouldn’t have to do much – maybe let me put my head on their lap, rub my back a little and maybe whisper some encouraging words.
No “public me” today thankfully.
Thinking of falling back to sleep.