A long 17 days

A long 17 days ago I entered Marin General Hospital for a repeat performance! Pneumonia and pulmonary emboli were my leads. A little more than the standard fare, which includes nausea and neck and shoulder pain. I don't remember all of those days and that's why my brother, Bob, is handling this entry. I do recall telling him that he was the best brother a brother could have, but he's editing this, so don't believe all of it. Bottom line is I'm home again (returned in the heat of the day, Monday April 20) and will spend time updating you on my progress after I'm settled into a routine. For what it's worth, my brother says I look good and stronger every day. Enjoy this beautiful weather and, of course, Peace.