Ant-Acid Tablets Nearly Killed John

“John. John,” I repeated softly while bending down and looking into my husband’s face. “Just let me sleep. I need to sleep,” he mumbled. “Sit up,” I urged. “You’ve been lying flat for four days. At least sit up for a little while.” He didn’t reply. This was not like John. He is one ofContinue reading “Ant-Acid Tablets Nearly Killed John”