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@cure-ious yes I live in the valley of smoke 😫 😷. I grew up in Boise. I just got back from camping in Stanley but it was smoky there too. We played in the lakes. The berries are up no tell em creek lol. Try the first couple weeks of August. It varies. If it stays this hot they're just going to be tiny raisins.

I'm having issues breathing in this smoke and my mouth sores won't heal. I would rather be miserable in the mountains! It was fun. It rained one day and cleared a little.

seeq, a road trip sounds marvelous, but there is no way I could do that. I feel like I have lost ground lately with extra fatigue and increased gut issues. My grocery order came this morning and I didn't even last long enough to get it all put away. My DH has been doing more and more housework for me, and it hurts as I was always the caregiver. He does it cheerfully as he is retired and a bit bored, but it still hurts. He refuses to hire a housecleaner so I guess it is on him. I do what I can, but lately that is not much. I still plan dinners and do the "shopping" (online of course,) but he often has to help with the cooking. He likes his smoker so I do the rub, prep, or whatever else I can and he finishes it, but we can't do that every meal. In fact we are about to put a roast in today. I am changing how I cook so it is easier on him. My DD is not any help in the kitchen. She likes to cook breakfast and bake desserts, and will help in the kitchen when I call her up (she lives downstairs) but she is not good with plan and prep. She does do the dishes if she is not going to work (she leaves right after dinner.) That is my woe for the day.

I do miss my mom. She has been gone fore eleven years now. Fortunately she died before my diagnosis so she was spared that news. We were not particularly close. She was in mental institutions (called sanitariums back then) several times as a child and was always a little off-centered, but we never knew why. She was never on medication that I know. We all left home as soon as we graduated high school. My dad was a saint that held us altogether. I loved her, and she tried. I was adopted and owe the good life I did have to her wanting me. (I had two older brothers and one younger adopted brother.) My parents died four months apart, both from cancer, both together in a nursing home.

I plan on discussing my changing symptoms with my MO at my appointment this week. I have a scan scheduled for the 12th so hopefully I will get some answers.

Have a good week everyone. It is supposed to be our hottest week of the summer this week before it begins a steady cooling off after that. Knowing the Rockies it will start snowing on Pikes Peak in September, sometimes the end of August. We follow close after that.