I visited my Hubby again yesterday. He was very sleepy, and his chest was slightly wheezy; he had a slight cough. He must have had a cold last week. That's where I caught mine, I suppose.

The visit was my first time out since my cold, and I felt quite exhausted. I usually stay two hours, but he was sleeping most of the time, so I quietly left after an hour and a half. I must say I felt a bit depressed coming home.

I had intended to take Monty. Good thing I didn't.
Another time.