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Sunday, 17 November 2019

Cockiness and coughing up blood

I am feeling much recovered except I am constantly too exhausted to do anything.  Even watching TV is mostly a bit much and computer games are well too much effort.

Also, still coughing up blood.  Mostly just first thing in the morning and immediately after any time I tell people I am no longer coughing up blood.

My sibling delivered the new pokemon game to me on Saturday, a bit before I had Oli and family visit.  Two and a half year olds are weird.
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