Cough, Sniffle

I thought I had my rhinitis under control, but I came down with a really bad attack starting on Sunday. I managed to change the sheets and mow the lawn and that was it for the day.

I slept in the TV room last night so that Cynthia wouldn't have to listen to my coughing. My blip photo shows where I spent most of the day. I'm feeling better as bedtime approaches -- hoping that I haven't slept too much already.

I think I might be well enough to play pétanque tomorrow. If I do do play, and suffer a relapse, I will have to put up with a litany of I-told-you-sos -- or worse -- from my caregiver.