Thursday, December 01, 2005

Visits

I forgot to add about the doctor's visit that Dr R gave me some samples of Zantac 75 to give Mary in addition to her Protonix. So far it has worked like a charm when she had that "Give me something to eat right now--I've got a pain in the stomach" syndrome. It helped her when she had the pain in the chest, too, but it took longer and I wondered if I shouldn't have just given her some Mylanta. Well, I'm supposed to give her two Zantac a day. Ugh! More pills!

Dr R also gave me a starter kit and a prescription for Namenda--another Alzheimer's drug. She'll have to take that twice a day, too, eventually. I just don't know about all of these drugs I'm pumping her full of . I think just all of those drugs would kill me!

Dr R told me that her father had a stroke and is a paraplegic (sp?) now. I feel so bad. I wish there was something I could do for her. I always want to give her Xmas cookies, but Mom always discourages me. She says so many people don't like to eat things other people have made and I know what she means. You never know how clean they keep their kitchen or if they lick their fingers. (You remember how Mary and Anna always hated the way Angie licked her fingers so much. Well, when she was here helping me make the chicken pot pie, sure enough when she wanted to taste it, she just stuck her finger in it to taste it, instead of using a spoon. Now, I don't know why she did that since it was hot, but it did gross me out, even though I'm sure her finger was clean. So now I know what Mary and Anna were always talking about!)

Oh, on the way home from the doctor, Mary and I stopped by to see Anna. The weather was warm, so I knew Anna could come out to the car. Boy, was she surprised! She seemed very happy to see Mary, but who knows... She looked a lot older than a year ago. The way she talked, I could tell that she has no idea about how fragile Mary has gotten and that she can't walk very well. She carried on about how no one offers to help her with her leaves--her front yard is covered. Now, why do the aunts always tell me what no one will do for them? I'm not free to help them. As it is, I have a problem helping Mom when she needs it.

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