walk and walk and walk some more

In the elusive search for the perfect breath, I am walking like a madman. Instead of being ultra-efficient and carrying 3 things for one trip, I do three single trips. Not very efficient I know, and my brain is like having a short-circuit about it, but my lungs kind of like it.

Nowadays, if I bend over to pick something, the world doesn't spin. Much better thank you.

Also today is the momentous day to return to my bed. St Paul has been kind enough to give me his reclining bed for the convalescing, but the poor man needs his bed and his bedroom; for that matter so do I, I miss my mattress something fierce.

Today is also the day with the doctor. Hopefully after the X-Ray he will say the pneumonia is almost gone and that I can ramp up recovery. Wouldn't those be sweet words!!!