Hospital day 11

I know, I know, I missed a few days. My explanation (not excuse) is that I’m in hospital, not on a rest cure, so sometimes my body declines to participate in activities! That’s all I’ll say on that! Jerry has not yet chosen to forgive me for being away, and works diligently to knock the phone away from Don when we’re talking and to communicate his ongoing displeasure by not responding to me when I talk to him. He simply pretends that I’m not there, and doesn’t show even the tiniest reaction to my voice, except to be more affectionate to Don (who pretends to be annoyed but secretly loves it.) His team has performed abysmally in the playoffs; they have a “mathematical chance” for a comeback, but it’s not one any betting person would take, nor is it one that has any historical precedent of ever working. So he’s now onto the CFL… So I had a little drama in the past couple of days. Most notable was when I suddenly started to cough and couldn’t catch ...