A down day. Maybe it was the restless night after the adrenaline pumped hockey game. Or maybe the outings are catching up to dad. His kidney’s function is tenuous and the higher salt content in restaurant prepped food can take its toll. Besides, once again, I am voiceless. Allergy season plays such havoc with my vocal cords. Strangers I encounter all assume that I had lost it cheering for the Canucks (which is partly true). Maybe I should be a model patient for once and get ENT to ensure that there are no polyps.
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