My Husband Kept His Chin Up
Even when his doc said, “You’ll need to take this pill for the rest of your life” and the prescription bottle read: NO REFILLS
It’s kind of hard to stay upbeat when your spouse suffers from a chronic disease. But I’m a darn stubborn Pollyanna if there ever was one. And my late husband Bob just refused to let life knock him down.
He had COPD, but he figured out a way to ski and bike the mountains in Colorado using a backpack with an oxygen supply. Bob would often stop to rest and catch his breath. But he’d pretend he was merely taking time to enjoy the spectacular views. “Look at that!” he’d say, pointing. “Isn’t that beautiful?”
He was my hero.
One day, Bob’s doc told him there was a pill he’d need to take for the rest of his life. When Bob got the prescription filled, it unnerved him only a smidgen that the prescription bottle read, “NO REFILLS.”
Hey, he was cool with that. He just shrugged his shoulders and winked at me.
The first time Bob landed in the hospital with a COPD exacerbation, he came out of the coma, looked up at me, blinked a few times…
