Thank You for Always Being There
I have a summer cold, and it's not too bad—but has it's moments. Like this morning when the dogs wanted to go out. I got up and started heading for the door. I started coughing—and then peed my pants. The dogs didn't care; they still wanted out. Luckily, my brother had already gone to work. So I was alone in my pee pants.
I made an appointment with the orthopedic doctor. I have cysts on my wrists, and my knees hurt too bad to continue ignoring them. Arthritis isn't much fun.
None of this is getting me down, however. I am staying focused on making the most out of my life. I am grateful for my life and all of my friends—including you all. Thank you for always being there.
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