By Karen Mandell
I bring my husband’s plate to the sink. He’s left half his bagel and his lox, the whitefish at $5.99 a pound. I wrap plastic over the plate and put it in the fridge. If he doesn’t eat it later, I’ll have to. He says his appetite is down.
Now he’s in the bedroom putting on his new walking shoes. This is what comes from going to the doctor for a check-up. And it was my idea. But I didn’t think he’d turn into a fanatic just because his blood pressure is high. The doctor says get out, exercise. Otherwise…I hear all this because I march right into the doctor’s office.[Read more…] about New Shoes