February 24, McAllen.
What a difference a place makes. What a difference being well makes.
We can walk again without sinking, it's a sunny, grassy lot, and I can hardly believe it. As if on cue I started to feel better yesterday too (the pleasure of being able to eat is not to be underestimated.) My lungs are still painful, I can't breathe right and I need to be careful still, but it is so good to be better; life is crisp, vivid.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
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