I had been receiving antibiotic infusions for the last ten days and had not seen a doctor since that first late afternoon when I presented to their office with cellulitis of the breast. I was
Its morning and I wander into my favorite room– the living room. It’s away from the beehive hum of the house and bombardment of world news on the TV. It has a warm, study like
It was 7:30 am and Thad and I were already having “a discussion”. Not a great way to start the day. Maybe it was because we were rushing around getting dressed, feeding and walking the