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.
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.”
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.
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.
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.