Breakfast funnies
This morning mom must be feeling a bit better. Well, at first her blood sugar was a tiny bit low, so as her nutritionists, we gave her coca-cola and half of an oreo cookie. THEN, she was feeling much better.
She was determined to get up and come join us in the kitchen. With how weak she is, this is kind of a big deal. So we got her up and in the kitchen with us. Taking morning meds, very very slowly, and eating oatmeal and a tortilla heated up with butter and jelly on it. A creative concoction by my father. Mom could not seem to wrap her head around it, even as she was eating it. "I just-" she started, "How does it even digest in your stomach?" She was very perplexed. I said, "well do you want something else? A biscuit?" She looked at me like I had suggested Sean Connery was not the greatest James Bond ever. "Why would I want a biscuit? I like this for biscuit."
She also mocked how fast I talk. I repeat: SHE. mocked. ME.
So in conclusion, I'm feeding her oreos and Coke every morning.
She was determined to get up and come join us in the kitchen. With how weak she is, this is kind of a big deal. So we got her up and in the kitchen with us. Taking morning meds, very very slowly, and eating oatmeal and a tortilla heated up with butter and jelly on it. A creative concoction by my father. Mom could not seem to wrap her head around it, even as she was eating it. "I just-" she started, "How does it even digest in your stomach?" She was very perplexed. I said, "well do you want something else? A biscuit?" She looked at me like I had suggested Sean Connery was not the greatest James Bond ever. "Why would I want a biscuit? I like this for biscuit."
She also mocked how fast I talk. I repeat: SHE. mocked. ME.
So in conclusion, I'm feeding her oreos and Coke every morning.
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