Thank the Gods we seem to have some hopes of recovery. The diarrhoea is stopped, the feverish attacks got rid of; but the emaciation is extreme, and there is still some cough. You understand, of course, that I am telling you of our little Faustina1 who has kept us very anxious. Mind you let me know, my master, if, as I heartily pray, your health is improving.
145–147 A.D.
Fronto to Caesar.