As expected, yesterday was an achy, ucky, blah day for me. Stayed in bed all day. Larry did great making sure I ate, even though I had no desire for anything, really. Still shaky this morning. Hope it dissipates soon. And yes, the bad taste is back.
I've noticed that my muscles are weakening, but last week I didn't realize I was hurting myself so badly. My right forearm has swollen up and hurts like hell from carrying and laying bricks around the fountain out front. The amount of work I did was nothing compared to what I used to do. I iced it and it's getting better, but it looks like I need to not over-do the heavy stuff.
Trying to stay upbeat. One day at a time.
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