Well, the Boost didn't boost this morning. Every day for the past three years I have put a chocolate bottle of Boost on the breakfast table for He-Who-Sleeps-Alot. I add it to the other breakfast stuff as I feel he needs the "boost". He takes his morning pills with it along with his Axona drink.
This morning I am sitting in the living room and he comes in with the empty Axona glass in one hand and the full Boost bottle in the other. "What is this?" he asks holding up the Boost. I told him what it was and that he should drink it. He did and I'm thinking, "Oh boy, this is going to be a fun day."
Right now we are waiting for Dr. Ho (yeah, that's really his name), the podiatrist to arrive. One of the nice services offered here is having Dr. Ho come to our apartment when needed. We sign up ahead of time for a slot on a Wednesday once a month but we are never sure what time he will show up. Looks like he is running late again. Life on hold with the elderly...I can't leave as He-Who won't remember he is coming and won't know how to pay him.
A good time to blog, huh!
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