Laughter is the very medicine that one can receive.
I know yesterday (Due to Family Stress somewhat) I thought I was having my 3rd attack, and needed once again, to go to the ER to get checked out. This was about 4 in the afternoon, and I had no desire of spending 4 hours there. It turned out to be angina, and I just need to stop stressing out with my family issues.
The worst part of yesterday was when they asked me if I needed morphine, and I agreed ... I really wished that I could have either smoked a bowl, or have eaten an edible for the same amount of relief.
I am glad that I make you chuckle, for that enjoys me.
Love
Bob ~ The MaineYankee