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Hey, I’m not giving up. I was walking 5 miles a day, 4 days a week on the treadmill until my doctors shut me down to 30 minutes a day because my bones are getting brittle from some of the meds I’m on.
My driving has been cut off except for running up through the country to the convenience store for nicotine pouches(2mg I could quit, but I just need something in my mouth). About a month ago, I pulled the truck into the garage and didn’t stop in time. Drove through the wall into the dining room.
My wife is a saint. Between putting up with my oatmeal brain, my doctor appointments, her job, and everything else I don’t know how she does it.
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