The sunshine was warm, but the wind had a hint of a biting chill to it. Autumn had officially arrived, but summer was not ready to leave just yet. It was for that reason why everyone around me was still able to get away with wearing shorter sleeves. However, 'everyone around me' excluded me. I was actually getting a bit too hot thanks to Eden's insistence that I wear something warmer. Although, if that meant I got treated to delicious ice cream in order to cool me down then I reasoned I couldn't complain. I also understood where Eden was coming from as well. He was afraid just as I was afraid. The arrival of autumn meant that winter would follow, and the two of us were dreading it. That was due to the warnings of my doctor and the nurses. The freezing temperatures would make me sick more easily, but the biggest fear was the return of my pneumonia. After having such a bad case of it, everyone was fearful it would become a chronic problem when the weather turned foul. Given how breathing grew difficult whenever I became scared or overly stressed, the threat was a true concern indeed.
I figure that was the other reason why Eden was treating me to ice cream. Our trip to the hospital for my tri-weekly therapy had resulted with my doctor giving us another long talk about the potential risks the winter brought. It was the same one he had been giving us for months now, and it was beginning to bring us down. We needed a little something nice to cheer us up.