Deterioration

So, Debo deteriorated this morning. I could spot the signs: tachycardia, tachyopnea, pale, confused, sweaty. Lucky for her my feces is all about clinical deterioration.

I grabed by trusty Stethoscope, diagnosed a chest infection and sent her off to the Drs.

I had a lovely birthday, lovely presents, lovely friends, lovely times.

But my body continues to deteriorate.