Recovery

Don got up the usual time but I had just gotten to sleep after my awful sick night.  He let me sleep 45 minutes.  He can't stand anyone lollygoging in bed.  I had a glass of ice tea for breakfast.  He warmed up a can of chicken noodle soup for lunch.  Toast for dinner.

My back was an awful mess.  I could hardly move, nor did I want to move.  Glad when the day was over.