Coward's Corner with Luckie is temporarily an infirmary with Luckie as chief of staff.
Sunday Husband (H) announced he was victimized with some "bug." I heard his coughing all night which equaled and often echoed mine.
Today we'll assessed our medical needs. Sometimes it is difficult to get H to accept medical care--tough guy syndrome, but he has arisen asking me to make an appointment. I seem better as long as I don't exert myself; exertion causes the shortness of breath to return.
New meds from asthma/allergy/COPD specialist seem to be taking hold, especially the horse-strength antibiotics and new long-acting inhaler.
Luckie is serving as physician's assistant, nurse practitioner and chief sympathizer. Who can resist those brown eyes pleading with us to get well (but we better not miss her mealtime!) and toss her toys?
Post Script: Luckie says all beds are filled, no new admissions, unless it is her. Cats and dogs are getting swine flu, but I don't think that is what we have---wrong symptoms.