The Hat Trick and I visited my brother's grave today, on what would have been his 45th birthday. He shares it with my dad, who turned 73. We gave Daddy Appaloosa, a Caffeine-Free Diet Coke, a pack of Raisinets and a bag of in-the-shell peanuts. (He also got a new central heating unit after the heat pump gave out earlier this week -- $7,000. My mom joked she doesn't know how she'll top it next year.)
We left white sweetheart roses on Ben's footstone.
Today: I lost my wedding ring petting my parents' dog but I found it. I had to have my foot x-rayed five times to find out that stepping off a curb onto the side of my foot and rolling my ankle with my full weight behind it is, well, bad for that foot. It's been two years since that incident, and I now have a nasty bone spur that hurts. A lot. All the time.
The 14 pills a day I'm taking to kill off H. pylori bacteria are awful but my blood pressure medication is working. I will be glad when I'm back to three pills and a multivitamin a day.
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