So, Fluconazole till I die should prevent a new attack on the eye. Vertigo is under control by exercises, apparently. Now if the swollen left leg could get better from my shooting up twice a day with enoxaparin! I still have to outlive Great Grandmother Bell (a Henderson) and then my Costner mother. And I am making good progress on planning the book on races and the family.
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