Sunday: I felt tired all day and did little but I loved watching the new Inspector Morse series on Masterpiece mystery and the Bletchly Circle girls. Yum! Then, at night, my breathing started getting very rough.
Monday: David and I went for a lovely walk in the morning but I was beat when we got back. He left and within half an hour I was in hospital getting a treatment of industrial strength Ventalin, then home to sleep. I didn't even get undressed.
Tuesday: Bronchitis and Asthma. My poor lungs. I didn't even get up until two-ish when my friend Bruce arrived with soup. I could not stay awake but this afternoon I feel signs of recovery. I get better as fast as I get sick.