Wife is making plans for my imminent demise.

Now they want me to have a blood test (routine annual test for diabetes).

I hate blood tests, though, and occasionally pass out. I missed last year’s.

Damn. Felt much better yesterday since starting antibiotics on Monday evening, no coughing and a decent sleep last night.

This morning I’m coughing again, though. Maybe triggered by the cold air on the school run?

I’m so tired I went for a nap, but these corticosteroids won’t let me.

Thought I was getting over my cough, but it seemed to be getting worse again over the weekend and last night.

Got some antibiotics and steroids from my GP.

I wrote 300 pages of notes and reflections in my personal and work journals in 90 days.

Finally feel like I’m getting my breath back after four days of having trouble breathing in, wheezing and feeling like I’m emphyseming.

Coughing like a bastard this morning.

Probably shouldn’t have smoked those twenty Roosters my Dad brought back from Kenya thirty years ago.

I’m officially old.

I now require eye drops, ear drops, nasal spray and an inhaler just to start the day.

Distractedly scrolling through my Facebook feed, which is now entirely made up of various treatments for ADHD in adults.

Now browsing reviews for mushroom gummies (hoping to find a bad/magic batch).