Since it seems I’ve got some words to eat. -G- Turns out what I thought was recovery was only a brief respite—and when I pushed myself, I got worse. Pretty nearly instantly. Dramatic as all, but hardly entertaining. Sigh. February now, no longer really the new year, but I have a resolution. Everyone listening? Here it is:
I am going to listen to the doctor. I am!
And this time, he says I’m on the road to recovery.
Let’s hope he’s right. So: Hello, all. What’d I miss? Come wave things under my window!
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