How the hell-o had I managed to become sicker than she was?
lol......this line made me chuckle. Just the way you wrote it is perfect! How DID that happen to me? It comes on so gradually......
Oh good gravy.....that icky feeling of hiding valuables or worrying about stuff that normally we don't even have to think about. This disease is pretty sick and quite pervasive.
How much easier it should be to say " sorry I don't trust you, you can't be here" than it is to hide our stuff and sleep with our purses--which make lousy pillows.
Ugh...
gentle hugs
ke