Great News, Dys Has COPD

Best wishes, Bob & Diane. Ain't it strange that while many folks have been working hard to shed weight, there are others who have been working hard to gain weight?

EhBeth, yes, treatable. The prednisone is making him hungry. I haven't seen him eat so well or so much in over four years! He's turning into a pig without lipstick...

The fact that it isn't curable is something I think we both can accept. Just to be feeling better and not constantly fatigued is almost miraculous. To know that he can go out without having to plan on how long it will take before he gets too tired is a joy. These are enormous changes.

LT, not making it up. His father was there with Aramco when the Arabian oil business was first opened up. British Petroleum and Aramco were the two corporations that got it going through an agreement with King Saud, which it why Arabia became Saudi Arabia. Saud was getting .11 cents per barrel. How things change!

Bob had snowy white hair, a little tow head. The sun permanently damaged his eyes (close up vision is bad, but distance vision is fine). The Arabs loved to touch and rub his head and comment on his hair.

The everyday temps of over 124 really did a job on most Americans, especially kids, since they were always outside playing.

Pfffft...straight from Dys.

Yeah, and he really never liked you, just responding to your posts to be polite.

BTW, LT, I would love, love, love, and Eyetalian sports cars. I'm working on it.

Snort. I feed the cat, just to make sure...

Thanks Marty Barker. You are both caring and knowledable and both are appreciated.

Raboida, we do plan on coming out in a few months if things continue going so well. The two of you can wheeze in unison, except for the fact that Dys doesn't wheeze. I think the emphysema is the biggie in his case.

Walter, so far the domestic and the wildlife are safe. We keep the kitchen well stocked.

Still working on the cigs, Sglass, but he is trying.

I hope you have been doing well. Hawaii must be a very healthful environment for you.

Hey Jes, come on out and go for a drive with Dys. I guarantee he is one of the best drivers I've ever known and maybe the only one I'd be willing to ride with on some parts of the Uncompahgre Plateau.

Snort.....Our best to you and Ms Yitwail.

Now that sounds like real Dys food!!

Amen to that, Izzie.

As it would happen, those crafty Italians made a suitable road beast designed especially for naughty nuns, and discreet getaways.

The problem is that Japanese collectors bought them all. Call it force of habit.

<groan>

Farmerman, he has known for about a year. His doctor wanted to wait to do anything because Bob's blood pressure was so high. Now that it's down, she sent him straight to the pulmonary specialist.

Now I would like to ask for help strangling (gently) him because he forgot to tell me all this a yeas ago. There is was, desparately worried, not knowing that there was an answer that could be addressed in time.

I'm still thinking of some painful and long lasting punishment. I might not let Sally dog stay with him all the time. Nah, that would also be punishing Sally. She, silly dog, is devoted to him.

Phoenix, that has been a worry of mine for a long time. I once expressed my concern and got that maddeningly male response: "No, I don't have to worry about that." Maybe the reason women tend to live longer than men is because they take better care of themselves by not living in denial...damn stupid men that we love to eternity.

Soz, would you consider moving out here and being stern with him on a permanent basis? He loves it when you are stern. Only Soz can get through to him most of the time.

And Dys will never forgive you for fixing a delicious meal containing tofu. Before he knew about the tofu, he said how good it was. That's when I was sure you were a fine, fine woman.