SUNDAY
Paul's cold seems to have been morphing to pneumonia the doctor said friday, and gave him a week's worth of strong antibiotics. They both agree I am the source of the cold. I have a vile cough still. Paul no longer has the 102 fever, or the wild shakes and trembling. Its incredible, since his accident any cold goes to bronchitis or pneumonia . . . no retirement in Alaska, that is for sure. Maybe summers?

Hopefully this will be a better week. We spend the weekend watching Mama's Family and Murder She Wrote. A lot of fun actually.

Ah, monday is right around the corner (one doctor monday, Paul's follow up).