So I can’t stop the coughing. It is getting better but in the mornings and at night, I guess because I am laying down, it is really deep and, nasty. I hate coughing, I keep with-holding the coughing because I am afraid I might break my ribs again.
I am about to step into the shower, I have this routine I must commit and then I start to read or write or something. Much love.
p.s., not so much the camera but the book i would like back, at least for me to write in and for you to return a writing.