OK, so the cold that Willard caught from UNC hospital, I also caught. Not only was my body being pounded by the chemo, I also now have to fight off a cold. I went to Dr Vyas's office, got two shots in the rear, a treatment for my lungs, X-rays and tested for strep throat and mono. Saying I didn't feel like even lifting my head up would be an understatement. Later yesterday afternoon, I did start feeling some better, so Willard and I hatched up a plan to get some BBQ and slaw from Smithfields BBQ restaurant and make sand witches for supper. WELL! Willard said something about the slaw not tasting right. I thought it tasted alright so we kept eating our sand witches. About an hour later Willard wasn't feeling to well and I was heaving and vomiting, which lasted until about two o'clock this morning.

I'm not feeling in the prime still this morning. I think it'a be a long time before we go back there, or eat BBQ for that matter.

Until next time, God bless and God save

And God please help my children. ALL OF THEM.