In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “In the Summertime.”
cucumbers came in early so been busy making pickles – and – found all the pieces to my little canning rack that fits my little stock pot – as opposed to my big canner that sprung a leak – actually works out better doing them in little batches anyway – so…..now do I want to do the 3 day thing or the one day – does it make any difference? why such 2 different methods anyway? hm…..
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good friend of mine at church today said she got this from a book she was reading
Be Kinder than Necessary
With all the talk going on this week, guess it had to come up about The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn so especially with that being the next read in this new Great Books book club just started at out big main library and the fact that I’d started a biography of Mr. Clemens and Mark Twain (and, yes, I know they at least inhabit the same body) thought I’d see what it – and he – had to say about the book itself but before I got that far I ran across his political views on the vote where he considered “ungodly” that “the vote of a man who knew [knows] nothing was [is] as good as the vote of a man of education and industry; know you used to have to own property to be able to vote; maybe to prove your either education and/or industry? and, yes, I know how and why that came to be abolished but maybe we lost the principle behind it?
Hub just had his annual lab work done and annual doc visit – told he’s anemic; no wonder he’s been so exhausted all the time lately; although after what been through with dad, as far as numbers, didn’t seem to be too bad – around 11 – normal’s 14-18, when getting call from lab re dad’s been down to 6 but I guess considering hub’s still trying to lead a normal life, like getting up and going to work every day while dad was basically sleeping all the time anyway, can see where be just about as bad; at least they didn’t say to get him to the ER ASAP; gave him some iron pills and come back in 3 mos. but….
poor hub never learned to swallow pills so while looking at his pill sheet talked about chewable ones so in calling around trying to find some found one pharmacy that had them because they had special ordered them for the pharmacist’s own daughter who appears to have the same issue…but now learned there are different types of iron pills – different types of iron? or at least absorbed by your body differently – now hub was originally prescribed ferrous sulphate – which, what originally led to this, was finding out could get over the counter, no advantage to having a scrip – but pharmacist said hardest on your stomach; now not sure if he told doc all of this or not but did make sure he knew he’d just had hernia surgery – now why he didn’t already know this, or maybe he was supposed to because surely surgeon had told him but then you know how all that stuff can go – anyway he didn’t seem to think much of that and maybe that in itself wouldn’t have been that big a deal but the main reason for having the surgery was because his stomach was inflamed from acid reflux that couldn’t get out because of it so then after that he’d been put on some liquid ulcer meds for it, so now wouldn’t you think iron that was the hardest on your stomach wouldn’t be what you would need so anyway this chewable stuff is a different type that isn’t even absorbed through your stomach; completely bypasses and is absorbed through your intestines; however, the real question is what’s actually causing this in the first place and how long has it been going on, since he hasn’t had labs in a year – my question is, that being the case, why didn’t do them before the surgery, thought that was always part of pre-op – anyway he’s wondering if maybe there’s some internal bleeding going on – plans to bring it up to the surgeon – guess will see
That first child I had that made me a mom, my 1st born – my son – called the other day and wanted to know about buying dad’s house, ended up saying gf did have money after all; he wants to start tearing out dad’s bathroom, may have gone ahead and started – just wish we’d done it for dad or really for mom, but oh well –
just remember that day – hub worked 2nd shift, didn’t have a 2nd car, though would I have driven myself anyway – but I’d stay with my grandparents while he worked and sure enough, while they had their – weekly? – company – my granddad’s brother and sil, or was it the other way around – he was a step so I didn’t really know his family that well; they never really became mine – over to play Rook, which I played too, it started but I didn’t want to give up my game – I’d play my hand and go lay down till finally my grandmother got the hint and ask how far apart – oh, bout a minute – good thing we lived in town not too far from the hospital – do think the game had gotten over and we headed out –
just a throw in here – been a lot of talk on a site been on about Long John Silver’s – oh, and also, this was a university town – we’d gone there to eat one of those evenings and there was a nursing student there taking her OB/Ped? class that semester; anyway she saw me and my big belly – this isn’t the time since he was born in September – and asked if she could be my – shadow? – anyway they have to have a patient to track – and – if you don’t mind – they’d like to be with you when you go to the hospital – so we contacted her and so glad I did; it was so nice to have somebody with me; they wouldn’t let just anybody with you back then, not sure they would have let even my mom, anybody not medically connected – not that I’m too sure my mom would have anyway; they sure didn’t back in her day and I’ve just realized how it must have been for her with me, being far away from her mother, but especially since, remember no cell phones back in the day, they couldn’t find hub – wasn’t like he was working at a factory where they’d know where he was – no, he worked at the uni but he could be just about anywhere – they finally did find him but not for a while, not till after he came, which, just in case you’re worried about the Rook game, no need, even with that small time frame, nah, still didn’t come for 6 hrs.
Yesterday we went down to the Cracker Barrel by the interstate and then across to the bank and on into town – as we went over the interstate little; well, getting bigger now, granddaughter started talking about “Sissy’s Road”, it being the road we used to take when her little baby sister was in the hospital down that road and we’d be going to see her – breaks our heart because we don’t make that trip any more because she’s not there any more but she’s not with us either – never quite sure what to say so just told her she wasn’t there any more; she didn’t say much to me, not really sure why but after she got home mom said she told her – and has said this before, but, again, not to me – that she knows that Sissy’s in heaven and has her own road up there now – I’m still amazed at how much she knows and remembers her – it’s been over 2 yrs. now and she was only 2-1/2 then
Anybody remember hearing their parents or grandparents talking about taking a daily dose of it? I do – not that they kept it up, like just read about someone’s 88 yr. old dad still crediting his still taking it for his longevity and good health yet, but maybe dad should have, though he did live longer, but maybe his mind might have kept up with him if he had? hm,….should I start? aren’t we hearing about that now; don’t they have pills of it now, instead of having to down the nasty tasting liquid stuff that they used to talk about?