Dennis is exhausted. He is tired of fighting back. Thankfully, that is just how he is feeling at this moment in time.
His blood pressure is low, and has been for the last 24, or more, hours. It was an extra day off for me, and he really wanted to do stuff, but everything we did took so much time and effort.
He is laying in bed now, sucking up Hagen Daz ice cream and watching Oprah gush over herself.
He'll be better in a day or two. His blood pressure will be back to normal, we will be in Rochester, eating bad food and his doctors will have ruled out Shy-Drager, lifting that perpetual cloud over his head.
Until later,
Ann and Dennis
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