My O2 level measures at almost 91. That doesn’t make the visiting nurse at all happy. I think my ongoing slowness is due to the lack of oxygen also. So today we put the portable bottle in the car with us when we wandered off to COSTCO. I regret his complaining at/to me the entire stay, but we had a very strange dinner last night. I was determined to get some boring, everyday food stuff in the house.
Easy to prepare foods too. But every time I waved my hand toward something in a freezer case, he got really upset with me. We brought home only three frozen entrées; bacon wrapped chicken, a case of chicken pot pies, and beer battered cod. Yes, I really did that.
Yes, there is still room in the freezer. The only thing I didn’t get was the exquisite, large jar of peach slices. It would take us forever to eat those 4 jars.