As regular readers know, I have been driving up to Fort Collins from Denver a lot lately, helping out my sister Susan and brother-in-law George during his battle with cancer (which he sadly lost a little over a week ago). I have been driving my sister to the grocery store, library, bank, and other places to run errands, but we always finish up stopping at Smashburger, so she can pick up a chocolate shake with whipped cream to go. She tells me she drinks a little at a time, even getting up in the middle of the night to take a sip. She now has me going in to buy them, claiming she has a bad back, but I think she is avoiding going in because all the people who work there know her on a first name basis now. She also tells me she got a bill for $800 from Seniors Helping Seniors for driving services on the days I am not there. That is a LOT of chocolate shakes. Surely there is a support group for people with this kind of problem. The most infuriating thing of all is that she doesn't gain a pound. How can that possibly be?
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