health issues.

Last night I had talked Evelyn into going to Iron Tree and riding around while I played 18 holes. We were up early and teeing off by 9:15. It always takes us an hour to get out of the house. We were one of the few people there when we started. It was still cool but morning showers had been predicted. We enjoyed the first round but by hole 4 it was warming up considerably. I wear a hat in the sun but had begun playing without it. I put it on during hole 4. We finished, and I was playing par for me. I wanted to get Evelyn home by 1 so I just continued without a break. I didn’t do as well in the beginning. There was a very slow 4some in front of us, but they let us play through on hole 3. I think I was rushing to get out of their way and played terribly on that hole. In fact I quit that hole and went on to 5. Things improved only slightly but I was not delaying anyone. When we finished the 9, I went back and played hole 3 over. I did much better. We were home shortly after 1, and I made Evelyn lie down for a while. I went to the kitchen and chopped celery and onion for our chicken salad. She came out, and I chopped the chicken while she mixed the dressing for the salad. It failed to make the chicken salad moist enough. We ate some of it for lunch and cleaned up the kitchen. Evelyn lay down to read and suddenly began to feel chest pain. She was in misery. I went out looking for an envelope I had misplaced and returned to find her vomiting in the bathroom. I worried she might be having a heart attack, and she worried about a gall bladder attack. She has a family history of the latter. She felt a bit better and went back to bed. For some reason the power went off in the entire neighborhood so I joined her for a nap. She felt much better when she wakened, and we went off to Wal-Mart for medicines and then to choir practice. Afterward we came home to watch the Cubs play the Brewers again. Evelyn took some Zantac hoping it would help settle her stomach. She has had an upset stomach several times over the past week, even in Lexington.