Still trying to shed my lungs. At this stage I am not sure if my throat continues to feel raw due to the infection, or from the coughing and I don’t think it really helps me to have discovered that letting chocolate melt slowly in my mouth and drizzle down my throat actually helps ease the pain. I am almost through my second block of chocolate!
Mr FD is awaiting knee surgery, so he hasn’t been as helpful as I might have wanted. I was touched yesterday when I noticed tears well in his eyes as he brought me a cup of tea, until I rolled over and got a whiff of my own fevered armpit and realised that I hadn’t showered for a day or two. Needless to say, a shower and change of pjs were the next order of the day and I have not witnessed any more tears of sympathy in Mr FD’s eyes.
“Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.”
― Edgar Allan Poe