I am up some. Big outing yesterday to doctor. Actually gaining strength
everyday and doing much better. After the holidays I go to Montgomery three
times a week for three two-hour sessions of pulmonary rehab. I don't know how long
the therapy will take, but hopefully it won't be long until I am good as new,
better even I hope than new. Smoking was somewhat to blame because I used it
as a crutch and a comfort after Sam died, but way before that I had asthma
twice a year from allergies, and I wasn't smoking, so it was a combination of
things. Love your new poem. Hand and heart. Sue
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