We hear it’s warm outside, we still are wearing flannel pjs. In a retirement complex, 3rd floor, have not left our rooms for 6 weeks. Food brought up. No one in family can come in the building. Had the test, something rammed up our nose, saw a bit of blood on a Kleenix, wife tasted blood. If, some day, you not longer see me here, I have turned to dust.
We hear it’s warm outside, we still are wearing flannel pjs. In a retirement complex, 3rd floor, have not left our rooms for 6 weeks. Food brought up. No one in family can come in the building. Had the test, something rammed up our nose, saw a bit of blood on a Kleenix, wife tasted blood. If, some day, you not longer see me here, I have turned to dust.