Mama takes pills. Like every other 83 year old woman in the universe. She's not on anything... outrageous or even out of the ordinary. Vitamins, aspirin, anti-acid, blood pressure meds, calcium, poop pills, blood pills, and my personal favorite... HAPPY PILLS! Several of the meds either NEED to be taken with food or it's recommended. Ok, so, she was getting indigestion A LOT, so I started to ask her what she ate for breakfast before she took her pills.
She ate 2 donut holes. Or maybe a few crackers. Like 2 or 3.
Uh huh. And???
That's all.
Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but 2 donut holes do NOT constitute "eating" when you are taking meds that NEED FOOD.
Ok. I found this out pretty long ago, and it continues to be a source of amusement as she can NOT remember that she needs to eat more than 2 donut holes for breakfast.
Sigh.
Last weekend we had this conversation after I put her pills on the table next to her and she proceeded to take them... Now I've been taking care of giving her the meds for about 2 years now. The eating rule has been in effect the WHOLE TIME. Right, now...
"What are you doing?"
"Taking my pills."
"Did you eat?"
"No."
"hmm... Ok, then why are you taking your pills."
"Because I'm supposed to take them, aren't I?"
"Yes, but after you eat. You know you are supposed to eat first?"
"Yes."
Ok, so I make her a nice biscuit with sausage and egg and cheese and general microwaved goodness. She took 2, yes I counted, 2 bites, and took the rest of the pills. Then announced that she was too full to finish it.
Crazy is my friend, he comes to visit often.
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