RE: Breathing

Re: breathing in and out.

A couple of years ago I had some rather major surgery. Everything’s fine now, but it wasn’t fun at the time. I was on self-administered morphine - that was a trip until I realized if I pushed the button too many times I’d pay for it with nausea. I was also on oxygen for the first few hours. I kept drifting off to sleep and the alarm on the oxygen machine would start buzzing because I wasn’t breathing. Charlie was by my side the whole time. He would give me a gentle nudge and whisper, “Cindi. Breathe.”

It’s good to have people in your life to remind you to breathe. Thanks.