Not My Choice

 " Happy Birthday" to Tommy. I may try to find some of his presents for him to open. I am not much better; he is steadily getting worse. Today, I asked him if he could get some Kleenex stock. 

Last night, I thought I broke a rib coughing. Today, I think I pulled a muscle. It really hurts! 

I am exhausted from coughing. I caught this first. It appears that he is not going to be as ill as I was and still am. 

Luckily, we had chicken, salad, and baked potatoes from Sunday. We have one more breast which is largest of the three and 'plenty' of potatoes, according to Tommy. 

My vibration mat came today. It is so heavy; it needs a permanent position. We cannot move it about each day.

New cleaner comes Wednesday and until last one recovers and comes back, she will help me. 

I have not had a banana since last Friday. That adds to my misery. There is plenty of fruit, but it not a banana!