I've been fighting a mysterious disease for the past five weeks that has now all but laid me flat. It has now taken my voice (which some would consider a blessing) and reduced me to having about two hours a day of minimal activity. I mostly sleep. This has nothing to do with my cancer. Or so they think at the moment.
I have two excellent Pro-File new books piece (on from Fred Zaeckel and one from Bob Levinson) that I will see get published.
No need to send good wishes. I know a lot of us have become blog friends over the years. I feel just as good about you as some of you do about me.
But maybe I just need to give this up altogether. The illnesses come more frequently and more severely now.