Monday, June 15

and the rockets red flares...

...to misquote the anthem slightly, this line is true when you have a disease that flares... I suspect for any kind of disease, not just my disease...

It's not a lot of cool flashes and pretty lights to enjoy... it's more like the bombarding that the flag took when the song was written... bombs that are trying to knock your sturdy little flag pole down...

I feel like I am already down for the count... for this week, at least... I have fallen asleep 2 dozen times today, sitting up...

1 comment:

Bonnie said...

Not good, Polly. I hope the flares have fizzled out, leaving you feeling well again. Could the recent busy week have contributed to the flare-up?