Sunday, August 26, 2007
I am extremely worried about myself. My appetite has gone downhill, and I'm worried that my remarkable recovery was for nothing. It seems as if I am not allowed to do anything around here. What's the point of recovering if I have nothing to do? Yesterday was my daughter's 24th birthday. Time has certainly flown. Seems like only yesterday that she was being diapered; now she's changing my diapers until I find an explanation for my incontinence. We also took my husband to the doctor yesterday.... Sign in
to see full entry.