Blogging From Bed

At the time of my last blog, I really thought I was on the fringe (end) of the same illness that plagued Franchesca for a week but I think it plateaued last night. This is one of those nasty germs that can only survive in Michigan, and survive it does. I've heard it is hanging on longer this year too, only to take all hope from it's victim. Hope of ever getting better, ever wanting to cook again; much less eat. Hope of getting dressed and leaving the driveway, seeing the sun again...? Hope that indeed good health and good times are just around the corner.