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My Age Dream

My teeth hurt. No wait. It is my gums. My gums are sore. Chewing is a killer. I am pretty sure I have periodontal disease. I will probably die. My husband rolls his eyes. My weight is killing me. I think I am crushing my lungs when I lay down. When I eat I can hear my esophagus crying. My colon is screaming; I might die. My husband keeps his mouth shut. My ankles have arthritis. When I step down it feels like they are broken. Sometimes it is my right ankle. Other times my left ankle. I will probably die. My husband will be long gone, on to a younger woman.

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Date: 6/4/2022 7:20:00 PM
I suspect Joe has rolled over and is snoring by this time! Although, Caren, I must admit many times I feel exactly the same way. If it's not one thing it's another, but something hurts!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/4/2022 11:01:00 PM
I cannot believe how my body wants to fail me.

Book: Shattered Sighs