This is part two of my “Wonderful Day” story:
My hubby was wheeling me around in JCPenny’s, as always. I can “walk”, I just can’t stand or walk without feeling like I’m I’m going to pass out ever second. When we go to the big stores, I use the “courtesy” wheelchairs. I feel silly using a wheelchair since there is nothing wrong with my back or legs, oh well.
So, my hubby is pushing me around JCPenny’s, and I notice women smiling big smiles to my hubby. Hmm, I thought.
Then suddenly, it all came to me:
I started going grey pretty early, and have a nice crop of grey hair. Plus, the ravages of the silly lung disease has messed up my skin. Every organ is messed up because of the lack of oxygen, but the skin is on the outside, so it shows.
Plus, my hubby has one of those “baby faces”. He’s got a little bald spot, but no gray hair, and that baby face.
So, here’s the deal…
All those women are thinking: Oh, how sweet! He’s taking his mom shopping.”
So, I am going to got get some of that stuff the kids use these days and put some pink stripes in my gray hair. Maybe that will make me look younger….