Down, not out
I suppose I could have said something.
I haven’t been up to snuff for much of the last month or so (or two, I’m not really sure). I suppose the real problem is depression. This time, six years ago, I was in the hospital following that stroke. I’m grateful, of course, that I wasn’t left debilitated, but I’m still in constant pain, and I’ve had to add Ibuprofen to my regular handful of pills.
I’ve tried to produce something, but I look at the screen and nothing happens.
I probably just need to get out of the house some.
But thanks for your concern.