It was September in 2001. It had been a hard year. I'd had my first major bout with the disease that nearly took my life. Dad had had a couple major surgeries on his circulatory system. He had been a smoker for about sixty years and his arteries were plugged with deposits once known as hardening of the arteries. Mom had been sick for several years partly due to smoking half her life. It was complicated by Temporal arteritis, a rare disease, that left her with large wounds on her head, blinded in one eye with poor vision in the other. Then she contracted shingles leading to more suffering.
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