Blucigs, love them, but would love them more if everything wasn’t on backorder
I have concluded that I do love my blucigs. The only problem I have with them is that they are so backordered on everything that it takes forever for an order to go through. (Be ready to wait if you plan to order from them.)
DH likes his blucigs too. For someone with MS, who tends to drop things a lot, they are much safer than a real cigarette. Having no more burn holes in his clothing and chair makes me very happy.
I also love the fact that the house smells better with him smoking blucigs instead of two packs of cigarettes a day, which is what he was up to with all the stress over his mom.
Speaking of her…His mother is still in the nursing home although they almost sent her back to the funny farm. They’ve discovered that it pays to make certain she gets her meds.
Posted on November 23, 2010, in Misc and tagged Author, Bones, books, Books on writing, Bull Terriers, Care giving, Caregiver, Craft of writing, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Family, Fiction, Home, Life, Love, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Murder, Mysteries, Mystery, Novel writing, Writer, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Doggonedmysteries 
I love it – self-directed learning is not limited to dogs and cats~! How amazing, they have learned to give her meds in a timely fashion.
I’m still chuckling.
From watching my parents quit smoking seems to me that the blucigs might help DH in the appetite department. No smoking, food smells more appealing. That would be a good thing.
Even if he doesn’t quit smoking these are safer in the long run since he can’t burn the house down with them.
Glad to hear DH is also using the blucigs. Surprised me as well. My mom? well, every time she learns she has something new illness-wise, thinks I should feel sorry for her, even if it’s something she’s already been diagnosed with and only recently figured it out from the dr’s handwriting.
Next time she gripes remind her that they shoot horses…works wonders with DH’s mother.