Farmer H had a doctor appointment on Tuesday morning, for a fasting blood draw, to check levels of something to determine how long a new medication might be prescribed. The office called him Monday afternoon, with the reminder, noting that it was indeed a fasting blood draw.
I don't micromanage Farmer H's appointments and meds. He's an adult. A non-compliant adult. He went off to his appointment on time, and mowed The Pony's yard (for pay), and came home to float around in Poolio while I went to the store.
After supper, Farmer H came to the kitchen for his dessert. Sometimes he has a handful of the little round Christmas ball Lindt chocolates that he got a while back at the auction, before the weather was hot enough to melt them. Sometimes he has cookies, sometimes an individual snack pie. But this time, he went to the stack of papers he'd put on the table, telling me that "we" need to fill them out to see if he can get a break on the high price of his diabetes meds (!)
Anyhoo... Farmer H lifted up those papers and took out a flat box and opened it up to take out a donut! Not just any donut, but an APPLE FRITTER! Which is equal to about three regular donuts, in my opinion!
"Hey! Why do you have donuts?"
"You can have one. There are still two left. I took them to the girls at the doctor's office this morning."
"And for yourself, too, of course."
"Yeah."
Wait a minute. I thought that when you took donuts to somebody, YOU LEFT THE DONUTS! Otherwise, it's like taking a Marble Rye to a dinner party, and then taking it home with you, necessitating that you steal one later from a frail old lady, and try to get it back inside the apartment with a fishing pole. [Sorry for that reference if you're not a Seinfeld aficionado. Here's a 4:58 clip]
There were six apple fritters in the box when Farmer H bought them. I guess he opened it up, and held it out to the "office girls," and then closed up the box and carried it out with him. There were three left when he brought the box in the Mansion. So I guess maybe two "office girls" had a fritter, then Farmer H had one. He's not known to stop at one.
The only other alternative is to imagine that he bought TWO boxes of fritters, or a box of donuts and a box of fritters, and left one at the doctor's office. That means this morning Farmer H ate three fritters, then one after supper.
Not sure which scenario is the most disturbing.
Apple fritters. My PITA thinks those are healthy, since they feature the word "apple" in them.
ReplyDeleteThose fritters... The perfect thing to eat while talking about diabetes medicine.
Oh, and right now I'm double-dipping. But it's with the dip on my plate.
ReplyDelete(What kind of crazy people are NOT crazy about Seinfeld? Seriously.)
I willfully micromanage HeWho's medical care. Yes, he is an adult, but he is also an idiot when it comes to his health! I go in with him when he sees the doctor, somebody needs to actually hear what the doctor is saying! He likes lots of sweet treats as well. He thinks 1/4 of a pie is a serving. Little Debbie cakes are to be eaten in pairs ...
ReplyDeleteSioux,
ReplyDeleteI shudder to think HOW MANY apple fritters Farmer H ate. He could have his own nursery rhyme.
Sioux 2,
I always double-dip! At home, I put my dipping substance in a microwave. So nobody is being exposed to my cooties. If I'm out, I only double-dip off my own plate. I am NOT a barbarian. Well... much. Story to come elsewhere about a new casino food I had Monday.
At least while you're busy double-dipping, you're not out taking an IQ test for a Humpty Dumpty with a melon head.
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Kathy,
The Pony eats Cosmic Brownies two at a time, but at least he's out walking a mail route and needs sustenance.
Farmer H thinks 1/4 of a cake is a serving. So we're pretty much married to the same man.
ALL scenarios are disturbing, given that Farmer H is diabetic.
ReplyDeleteI watched that Seinfeld clip and can't believe Jerry mugged that lady for her Marble Rye!!
River,
ReplyDeleteYou can lead Farmer H to medical advice, but you cannot make him comply. Short of keeping him prisoner, and only giving him healthy foods.
That old lady came back to bite Jerry in the butt in the finale, where she was a character witness in his trial for violating the "Good Samaritan Law."