I hope you had a happy Father’s Day. Ours was pleasant. The weather turned out to be nice, but we were having heart attacks in the morning. 2 back-to-back rainstorms came through. My sister said every time it rains, you just want to cry. It’s been pretty tough lately.
My sister had dinner today. We had turkey. That was really good. You’re over the turkey burnout by this time of the year. She made homemade cranberry sauce, and it was really good. But you know I love cranberries – both for the taste and the health benefits.
My step mom had breast cancer a few years ago. And my father is taking meds for an enlarged prostate. I thought to myself, ‘that’s weird.’
Wouldn’t you know it – when I got home to check my emails, one of the email newsletters talked about that. It said that’s common because they would have the same diet, or be exposed to the same chemical toxins in the home. That makes sense.
My mother and her boyfriend both died of the same horrible cancer within 6 months of each other. I had asked the doctor about that – I mean, cancer isn’t contagious. She said they abused their bodies the same way.
And none of them eat/ate much in the way of fruits and vegetables.
I had to learn to like vegetables. I started off with stuff covered in sauces or dressings, or cheese. I’m kind of doing the same thing now with fish. I don’t really care for it, but I’d rather eat that than get some awful sickness.
Then they started talking about the cost of their prescriptions and health insurance. Oh my gosh. I sure can’t afford to get sick!