Seriously

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Does that Frozen Lemonade Pie look delicious or what? I found it in the July/August issue of Diabetes Self Management magazine.  Kathy says she will make one when fall comes because neighbor Sue is also diabetic…too hot to turn on the oven now. Wonder if I could use one of those prepared graham cracker crusts from the store?

I take several digital and print magazines and newsletters published by various organizations, including various schools of medicine around the country. Mostly my interest in these publications has to do with helping David manage his Diabetes, which he doesn’t take seriously and me to understand my various complaints.

At present David is treating what he calls a “heat rash” with powder.  I’ve used it for years he says.  It doesn’t help, but he sure has spread powder everywhere.  Meanwhile, I made another appointment with his GP.

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More worrisome in some ways are David’s memory lapses.  Everyday, I must remind him of several things including the need to take Diabetes seriously. When you hear the old saying ‘second childhood’ believe it.  Many older folks do become extremely forgetful.

Aunt Marge forgot what her own mother looked like. I have had a portrait for years of a beautiful woman  I believed it was my paternal grandmother Edna. I also believed Aunt Marge had given me the photo.  When I showed Marge the photo, she said, “that’s not grandma.”

Great Grandma

However it was Edna, and I proved it to myself.  Working on Edna’s tree, I found her college graduation photo, and guess what, it was my photo. Edna was a Latin teacher in Milwaukee Wisconsin in the early nineteenth century which explains why my Dad knew so much Latin and used it on us kids.

The moral of this short vignette is talk to your older relatives before they fade as many of them do.

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I am at present sharing things with his daughter that David told me.  While he was still in his 70s, at my urging, David began writing his autobiography, so there is some written material to share.  However, he grew bored with the project and gave up.

A few weeks ago, David gave Julie a photo taken in Narva Estonia, where he lived as a child. Although he can’t recall many things about it, fortunately, he had shared some memories with me, thus I can relay to her that he remembered “looking across the river at the castle in the photo.”

Every now and then another memory bubbles up.

That happens to me too.

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My GP’s office called today, and I am “okay” off the Lipator…..hooray!  At the same time, I was advised to take iron, which I detest, and vitamin D3, the sun vitamin. Apparently as we age, we don’t absorb as much D3 as we did when we were younger. Darn.

Between us, David and I have pill bottles everywhere, in our bathrooms, on the kitchen table, on the pie safe. No pies in the pie safe, but pills on top. The dog’s pills are next to the microwave and on the hutch. Yes, they are getting older and taking pills too.

 

 

 

30 thoughts on “Seriously

  1. That pie looks wonderful. I’d love a piece but I can’t be trusted around a whole pie! I don’t know if David’s rash is like mine was but anti-histamines were the only thing that gave me relief – and a whole lot of naps. Long ago when I was first diagnosed I used to have terribly itchy rashes on my leg. I haven’t had them since then. Thank goodness. It was awful. I also read something about diabetes pulling the water out of the skin when BG has been running high, might check his numbers when the rash is the worst. My best to David. I sympathize.

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  2. Did you have to post a picture of this great looking pie? Key Lime pie is my absolute downfall in the summer. Now I have to go out and buy one. And I was doing so well……

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  3. We have a medium size tote box filled with our meds, because we order three months at a time of each prescription — plus big bottles of vitamins and minerals ….but we each fill three weeks worth of our scrips into those little pill trays divided by days of the week — those fit in a kitchen drawer — then the box and all the pills are out of sight. We have to figure out how to get the big box from coast to coast twice every year. Especially fun when we travel by plane.

    I can only forgive you for that delicious looking pie because I just ate! (Otherwise I would be drooling 0.

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  4. Oh, I am so sorry David is slipping so badly. I hope he remembers not to drink. I remind my doctor every time I go in that I forget more every day. Will David let you go into the doc’s office with him. Is he safe at home. I wouldn’t want him to burn you both down. Congrats on getting off the Lipitor.

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  5. I smile at the pills. My mother kept hers in a bucket which she dragged out every week as she filled the seven day pill case, a large one.

    I wrote down the information I had from family so I understand exactly what you mean about fading memory and the importance of the writing.

    That picture is beautiful. I wonder was she was like?

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    • What I know about Edna is that she was a devout Catholic (Dominican order), had six children, my Dad the oldest, on the school board, founded the first Girl Scout troop in Fon du Lac WI, taught Latin, loved books, and died young of ALS.

      She descended from incredible people: her dad the son of a Civil War Vet, all of her paternal great-uncles were Civil war vets, her maternal great-uncle a hero from the Civil War who led a US Colored Troop, all sixteen of of her second great-grandfathers fought in the American Revolution, her ancestors on her dads side were Puritans and from England and Wales, her mother a member of the Polish aristocracy who fled Europe.

      According to my cousin Anne, Edna married “down”. Her husband, my paternal grandfather, was a gun-toting Swiss immigrant, railroad engineer, who when they honeymooned at Yosemite, rode on the top of the stagecoach to guard her and the other passengers. However, he loved the natural world, knew John Muir, and inspired my dad to seek an education in ecology. My grandparents were Anglophiles.

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      • What an incredible woman and such an incredible family history. It is wonderful you have recorded this history for your family. Your family made great sacrifices for your country!

        The pill case…🙂

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