My SuperTarget has had the most wonderful fresh dark cherries the past few weeks, yum. I bought one bag last week and took it to work. It lasted me the entire week, so today, I bought two bags, one for home and one for work. As I am blogging about Chuck and his health, I'm eating myself sick with the cherries.
Chuck's been on the nebulizer for a few weeks now. At first, he was happy with his mental clarity and the fact the his chest pain ended. Now, however, it seems like we're back to where we were. He's getting tired way too quickly, and pain is back. Just eating a meal tires him.
However, nothing slows him down long. He's out cleaning the pool long after he's said that he's tired. We've had two strong dust storms during July, and Chuck's been out in both of them despite warning from me and his doctor. It's very frustrating for me to see him continually do things he shouldn't be doing without a care for his health.
To quote the title of one of Erma Bombeck's books, "If life is a bowl of cherries, what am I doing in the pits?"
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