Once more I’ve contracted strep pneumonia. This is getting to be a (bad) habit—third time in seven months. It doesn’t become easier with practice. Yesterday was a stark reminder of why they hospitalized me last time. And today I feel as limp and washed out as a Motel 6 towel.
Fortunately I’m able to stay out of the hospital and self-medicate with three different drugs. As always, my family continues to support me in my addiction. They are quite the enablers.