I’m sick with a lung disease that is running my life. The lack of oxygen in my body gives me really strange symptoms sometimes. Right now, I’m sitting here in my lazy boy chair, and I feel like I’ve had three glasses of wine. It is a pretty scary feeling. I haven’t had a drink of alcohol for around 20 years or more because I think it is scary to be out of my right mind.
My hubby is out getting groceries. Hopefully, I’ll snap out of this after I’ve had some dinner. But right now this is scary. I can hardly think well enough to spell the words.
Thanks for being there. I had to talk to somebody.