This summer vacation, I really want to give Zoey the attention that she deserves, so I plan to spend more time with my dog. I spend most of my time sitting and grooming my pet dog. I did not realize that Zoey and I have been sitting on the couch for hours and when I tried to stand up, I have a back pain in the lower left side. My mom saw my facial expression and my limping, so she asked me about what happened to me. I told her that I have been so busy taking care of Zoey that I developed back pain. She laughed at me and she told me that my dad is also suffering back pain, but in a different location. I asked about the location and she told me that my dad has a right side back pain, like the one describe at www.backpaintypes.net.
My dad had a mild stroke a few months ago and the doctor advised him to take it easy on the house, so he spends most of his day reading books while lying on his bed. I asked my mom if she has some painkillers around because I need it right away. She told me that my dad has many pain relievers on his bedside table, but I should eat first before I take them. She added that pain relievers should be taken with a full stomach and if not, I would suffer a stomach ache. I asked my mom if dad already took his heart medications and pain pills and she told me that he wants to eat first before taking them.
I asked my mom about what time would she be finished cooking and she told me that it would take a long time because she still needs a few things done first before cooking. I told my mom that I could help her and she is delighted that I offered to help. She asked me to peel the carrots and potatoes because she is going to make a stew that my dad loves. On the other hand, my mom is slicing some pork meat, onions and garlic.
Since I do not have much to do, I asked my mom if I could help her cook because I also want to learn how. She smiled and she asked me if I am planning to cook for my new boyfriend. I told her that I do not have a new boyfriend and then she asked me about our neighbor Dan. I blushed a bit and told her that we are just good friends. I helped my mom cooking and she is still asking me about sorts of stuff about Dan. After a few minutes, the kitchen began to smell amazing with mom’s stew. My dad even came out to the kitchen and he is glad to see me learning how to cook with my mom. He asked us about how many minutes until it is going to be cooked because his back is killing him and he needs to take his medicines. I told dad that I have a bad back too. Mom asked me to help her fix the table and she told my dad to watch TV for a while because the meat is still not that tender.