I'm pretty tired, but I'll live. I think fatigue is just going to be a part of my life, from now on, thanks to medication.
Saturday I took as a recovery day. I noticed some red wine slopped on the tile floor and I asked Ron if he'd consider the use of a covered cup.
He gets coughing attacks, which he refuses to address. His attitude "If I'm sick I don't want to prolong my time here, anyway. I'd refuse whatever treatment they had, so why bother to get it diagnosed?"
Ah, I can think of several reasons. One, what if it's contagious? Two, what if it's something simple like allergies? That's "accepting" Ron's "I don't want to live a minute longer than I have to" credo.
Anyway, he gets coughing attacks, and has coughed mouthfuls of wine onto family photos, all over walls, etc. This time, he slopped it on the floor.
He has used an 8 ounce open top cup. We all know how this g…