Keto Solution
Three important events shaped my life. The first was when I realized that I was no longer able to meet my obligations as a husband. The second was when I had a mild stroke and the third was when my wife of thirty years informed me that she was taking a lover.
Sarah and I were married shortly after we graduated from high school. Yes, we were teen sweethearts and went through all the typical trials and tribulations that young married couples endure. Our son was in the Air Force now, and our daughter married and moved to Oregon. I worked for the city Parks Department and Sarah was, and had always been, a housewife; her choice.
Our sex life had always been good. I have no point of reference to make that statement, I just assumed it. It picked up slightly when the kids left home, and we were both a bit upbeat about that. That was about the time the little problem showed up.
"John, don't worry about it. It happens to everyone, especially when they get older." My wife was trying her best to comfort me.
"I am not old, damn it. I am not even fifty yet. Guys don't have this problem until they get over sixty."
"Maybe it is just temporary. You could cut back on the beer, or maybe lose a little weight. A gym membership might make a difference."
"You're right! I don't think cutting back on the beer would help, but I could stand to lose a little weight, especially around the middle. I'll check out some of the local gyms. Planet Fitness ain't that expensive."
"Don't worry about the cost, John. Hell, I might like to join too. I would like to lose a few pounds myself. Look into a family membership or something like that."
"That's a start. I think I will go see Doc Curry also. It might be something; maybe something treatable."
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Doctor Curry thought the whole thing was a bit humorous. Especially since I was so worried about it. There was nothing physically wrong with me. He agreed that I could afford to lose a little weight, but was hesitant to recommend any particular diet. He felt that any of them would work if you stuck with it. He said the same thing about the exercise. Pick something and stick with it. Just do something. He handed me a prescription when I left. I didn't know what it was until I got to the pharmacy.
Sildenafil 100mg 30 90days 3 refills
Yes, I knew what sildenafil was, and yes I did think it was a bit humorous. The next weeks would be interesting.
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Sarah was very enthused about the Viagra. She immediately started figuring out how we could stretch out thirty pills to last ninety days. I don't know how Doc Curry came up with that amount. She was so anxious to try them out that we skipped supper that night.
When I got home from work the next day, Sarah had all sorts of information spread out on the dining room table. We usually ate in the kitchen. She was proud of the research that she did on diets. After several hours, we decided that we would start on the Keto diet and see how that worked out. I also gave her her own Planet Fitness membership card. We got two individual memberships, rather than a family one.
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Everything was great for the next two years. Both of us lost over thirty pounds. We adapted to the Keto lifestyle very quickly and since we were both on it, there were very few dietary conflicts. At the gym, I was doing 3000 meters on the rowing machine every day and Sarah used the treadmill three days a week and ran outside the other four. Doc Curry increased our prescription to 45 per month. Sarah was happy, so I was happy.
And then I started to notice a few exercise problems. It came on so gradually that it was hard to notice. Sort of like boiling a frog, I guess. Doc Curry set me up for some special heart evaluation testing.
"So Doc, what's the verdict?"
"John. You had a mild stroke. Nothing serious, but something that we should watch for a while. First, I want you to cut back at the gym. Less cardio and strength training and more stretching and flexibility exercises. Don't let your heart rate get over 100. The second thing you have to do is stop the Viagra for at least six months." He smiled when he heard me groan.
"I don't have to give up the Viagra?"
"No! Just stop for about six months. You should be able to start up again with no problems. Can you handle that?"
"Yeah, but I don't think Sarah can. She is not going to be happy."
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Sarah was comforting and concerned about the stroke, but she was not nearly as upset as I thought she would be about the Viagra restriction. I thought that that was interesting. I never mentioned the six months.
Over the last few months or so her exercise routine was drifting away from the gym. She was spending more time on long-distance running. A few 3K runs soon became 5k runs, and lately, she has been doing some 10k races. It was something that she did on her own. I had no interest in running and she always seemed to have other runners available to travel with. I hardly noticed that the frequency of overnight trips had been increasing over the last six months.
As our sex life died, her running endeavors increased.
Five months have passed. The Sunday paper brought things out into the open.
"Sarah, why didn't you tell me about winning that Pocono race last week?" My loving wife looked at me cautiously over her coffee cup.
"I'm sorry, John. I didn't think that it was that important. Why did you ask?"
"I asked because there is a picture of you in the Sunday paper getting a medal with some guy up in the Poconos. Who the hell is Frank Contino?" Sarah put her coffee cup down and rearranged herself in the kitchen chair. She was a bit uncomfortable.
