I got up this morning took all of my meds and packed my portable oxygen and drove over to my daughter's. I don't see my daughter often as she lives on the top floor of her building which is 3 flights of stairs. Needless to say I get a little anxious. I promised my grandson I would come. When I arrived I called my daughter to come down and help. She did. She carried my oxygen and trooped on up the stairs stopped for a moment on second flight and then up to last flight she plugged me in and I took a couple of minutes to recover and stayed for about four hours. Stopped and got husband lunch and rested most of day. Really feel like I am getting stronger.