While Bob was working around the Vienna dirt dwelling,
he experienced a pain.
Undaunted, he continued. For three days, he worked and pained. Finally, Ann
had the wisdom to call the doctor. Bob had the beginnings of a heart attack.
Too many cigars (and probably too much cheap vodka) didn't help. He spent
three days in the hospital, had the 'balloon' procedure, and is mostly all right.
Gone are the days of cigars, vodka, anchovy pizza, fast food, and fun in general.
Even sailing has to put aside for at least a month. We fear that our trip South
must be delayed yet another year. Bob already is trying to talk Ann to cruise down
to Wilmington NC, but who knows. Stay tuned.
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