Sunday, August 30, 2020

And Then It All Fell Apart

      I felt much better Friday evening, all that night, and much of the day Saturday.

     In the evening, most of my symptoms came back (at least I wasn't drifty and out of it).  An online/telephone doctor's visit led to an in-person appointment late Sunday morning -- what a joy the drive to and from was -- and now I'm on a different antibiotic.

     This experience is not recommended.  Zero stars out of five, would not try again.

1 comment:

Antibubba said...

I wish I could come over and make chicken soup. My mother's chicken soup could cure polio; mine could at least make you better.