Yes, exercise, walk, wander, yes too, write, work on my blog, read blogs, but continue to struggle with the new urinary problems 24 hours a day. I’m so angry that I don’t feel coherency when I talk to the doctor. G isn’t happy about leaving a message, but he will. I’m grateful. Trapped…only when I think.
The great Geezer comes by every night to center me then takes my wet clothing home again to wash.