My Grandma Annabelle passed away last night. She was 91, almost 92 years old. I had planned on taking her out to dinner to Anthony's, her favorite restaurant in San Diego, but early yesterday morning she had a "heart event," which due to the fact she was under hospice care, was treated with pain management, as opposed to a full-blown medic ride and hospital stay. At 91 years, a "heart event" is not something you treat and ponder and figure out. At 91, the heart just gets tired. My dad called me mid-morning to tell me she might not be up to a car trip into town. Dad told me my mom went to visit her and remarked she was extremely tired. Grandma had become extremely fragile the last 6 weeks, and vehicle transportation was a tiring effort for her. Instead of Anthony's, I decided on a cheeseburger, fries, and a coke, which I knew she would love. When I arrived at her care facility, The Alpine View Lodge Retirement Villa (an awesome place, designed lik
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ReplyDeleteOh my gosh...pullups. I started with my iron gym months ago and tore up my right shoulder and had to take time off. I can't even do one!!
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ReplyDeleteWill check back same bat-time, same bat-channel next week for the follow-up of the two pullups conquering. Carry on.