Sarcoidosis is such a funny sounding word if you have never heard it before. It is one that inspires a strange look and an audible pause.
In November 1993, my husband, Bob, and I had come down with a really nasty case of the flu. Flu season was bad that year. We were supposed to go down to Kennewick, Washington for Thanksgiving to see my sister and her family. We didn’t make it.
Bob and I got over the flu. Or so I thought. Well, the good news is that at least Bob got well. But I was not so lucky. I kept getting sick.
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