I didn’t go last year because Pittsburgh seemed too far away from The Curmudgeon when he was doing so poorly.  Lancaster is much closer to home so I feel safe in going this year.

     I had to buy new clothes, I haven’t lost any weight, rather I gained even more.  That sucks. My doctor says it is the medications I’m on that aren’t helping me with weight loss. Duh Doc. However, with the stent, the high blood pressure from stress, and all it isn’t safe for me to stop taking them. I might be able to stop taking them if I lost weight and could cut my stress levels down. Oh, ya think?? WTF do you think I have been trying to do? Vicious cycle.

     Yeah, cut my stress levels down. Surely you jest? You try living with The Curmudgeon. I love the man but his MS is a stress level mine field. From one day to the next, we have no idea how bad his day will be. I haven’t had a break in two years.

     I know I won’t go to Pittsburgh next year, but I think G and I might try for four days at a beach somewhere. I can’t go two years without a break again. If I hit the lottery, I think I’ll set up a MS caregivers vacation timeshare somewhere.

     You all have a good one!

I wish I knew who took this photo so I could credit them.

I didn’t take this picture.