Dear Shirley May,
Today I walked to Mcdonald’s to get my steps in and say hi to all my dog friends, made cookies for my grandma’s party tomorrow, drove by myself (for the first time since the stroke and didn’t kill anybody!) to Christine’s club pool, and went swimming with her, Francis and the kids. They brought beer and seltzers, and I was way too drunk to drive home, so Christine drove my car home while Francis followed, all the while Dylan was screaming in the backseat, ‘Thank you for the cookies, Auntie Mayan!!!’
So… a typical pre-stroke Saturday š
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I feel seen. And not becoz i can relate, but because this post is addressed to me personally. Iām dying lololol
August 18th, 2024 | #
August 18th, 2024 | #