A Day of Rest

Today was seemingly unremarkable. As far as Heinz and Gertrud are concerned, their immediate food issues are solved as I left them with enough left overs for a couple of days including that lovely pumpkin pie, which I sort of wished I had taken home as I am craving it myself now. At home I cooked a ten pound turkey today and have enough left overs for at least 7 more meals. I went easy on myself and forgot about the cranberries and stuffing but went big on the veggies. Asparagus and butternut squash. No dessert though. Now I am beat. That was way too much cooking and activity for me. My body doesn't want to co-operate for all that cooking anymore. Well, Gertrud called today to prepare me for her upcoming diabetic nutritionist appointment. Turns out I have an appointment of my own that day, so I cancelled out with the promise of meeting her for coffee and maybe a piece of cake the following day. I knew I would have to make it up to her somehow, since I already let her go to an appointment two weeks prior.
She was pretty disappointed that I couldn't take her to the dietician, but I know she will be fine. She is tougher than she lets on mostly. Last time we were at the dietician's office Ellen the dietician asked for her height and weight, which Gertrud didn't know, but I helped as was my duty, by telling her that my mother was approximately two inches taller than a garden gnome and about one hundred and ten pounds including the rocks in her pocket. The dietician laughed, and so did my mother. It's how I always lovingly describe her because she is barely five feet tall and had been weighed at the doctor's office just a few days prior. I will go with her again next time, just to make sure things are on track with the dietician. Communication problems could always arise after all, and this is Gertrude's major problem when going to appointments, aside from her not understanding directions too well. I am reassured however knowing that if anything is amiss, I know I will get a call from either party or both.
That is simply what happens as your parents get older. You gradually get to go to most of their appointments and take care of most of their correspondence. Another thing to be grateful for this Thanksgiving. :)