“I might have the muesli today for a change,” Helvi announced cheerfully. And with these words another day broke free from its nightly moorings. Lately we seem to forego breakfasts till well after lunch time, and lunch has moved into late afternoon with dinner a thin Finncracker and slice of (un)Tasty cheese around bed-time. With getting less younger the quantities of our food intake seem to decrease in direct proportion of an increase in medical appointments. Till a few weeks ago, a visit to the quack were as rare as Milo catching a possum in mid-flight from rooftop to bay tree. Now, the fridge magnet holds appointments till early April.
We have a battery operated blood pressure and heart beat measuring machine.We, ever so lovingly wrap the rubber band around each other arms and wait for the monitor to give its solemn readings, both systolic and diastolic. This is followed a short time later with the pulse results. We write those down and might repeat it a few hours later when the Caffeine has calmed us down a bit.
It seems full circle back to a bit of playing ‘hospitals’ so many years ago. I might have been about fourteen hoping to get my first sight and touch of a girl’s roseate budding softness. I remember it well. I had to live of that first touch for many years, after having migrated thousands of miles away to foreign soil.
I sometimes see us behaving like cooing pigeons, kind of rotating around each other, keeping watch out for something unexpected, nodding a bit, expecting a morsel. The muesli statement was one of those morsels. I laughed out loud. It doesn’t take much at our age.
I asked Helvi, “are you sure about the muesli?” “I had three slices of white bread with my sliced Strasburg sausage, all by myself.” “How’s that for a change?” “You have got terrible dietary habits, eating muck food.” “And you pontificate about people eating MacDonald’s!”
She doesn’t stop this loveliness and bantering.
The morning is now taking off!
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February 20, 2015 at 12:35 am |
Delightful glimpse into your ageing lives! I love the photo of your home.
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February 20, 2015 at 1:10 am |
Yes, ageing, but not really seeing it as anything revolutionary or special. It just ‘is’ and fortunately the wrinkles are in unison as well.
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February 20, 2015 at 12:52 am |
And, I like the phrase “with getting less younger”. That about sums it up, doesn’t it!
I hope everyone in the path of Marcia will be OK.
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February 20, 2015 at 1:12 am |
I hope you are alright Yvonne and not perched on top of your roof.
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February 20, 2015 at 2:23 am
The cyclone is far south of us, for a change. I’m trying to decide how many pairs of socks to pack for the upcoming trip! Such big decisions.
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February 20, 2015 at 2:47 am
I noticed it was 4c in Venice today, slowly warming up. Pack a couple of warm socks Yvonne.!
Glad to hear you are away from the cyclone.
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February 20, 2015 at 12:59 am |
Welcome to old age Gerard. The car knows the way to the doctor and the grocery store doesn’t it? What a delightful view from your window.
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February 20, 2015 at 1:16 am |
Thank you Kayti. We know all about it, just soldier on but with a kattapult and pea-shot, hidden behind the hedge..
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February 20, 2015 at 1:59 am |
with cauliflowerWe are all like that; seeing our ways as the good ones and smile at the others and their wrong doings. The good thing about us is, that we tolerate each other, and our foibles, without chopping each other heads off. We like the Strasburg too, especially battered and fried, with cauliflower.
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February 20, 2015 at 5:37 am |
What? You can fry it as well? I’ll have it for breakfast with eggs.
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February 20, 2015 at 2:19 am |
Stay safe in this storm coming.
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February 20, 2015 at 9:51 am |
The strom so far has been wihthout casualties. People are put up in shelters. Thank you kayti.
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February 20, 2015 at 4:49 am |
Oh no! You eat white bread that should not even be in your house. For shame, Gerard. Now that each of you need to watch the old BP you MUST NOT EAT JUNK FOOD. Cheese and sausage are high in sodium which raises the blood pressure.
But… I know. It really does get boring and of late I’ve not been strict about not eating too much salt. But alas, I got so sick of eating a bland diet that I’ve relented and then have had to pay with extra BP meds which in turn make me feel weak as a new born lamb.
I like the way you and Helvi banter back and forth. It is so nice to know there are happily married folks that are not getting any younger.
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February 20, 2015 at 5:42 am |
Yes, I know, I know, but temptation is the only thing not to resist, according to Oscar Wilde.
Despite of all that, my BP is normal and so is my heart- beat.
Some say that bland food can be made to taste better by adding herbs and spices but a Strasburg sausage is perfect as it is. 😉
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February 20, 2015 at 5:48 am |
Bantering is definitely part of Peggy and my life as well, Gerard. It sounds like you and Helvi have as much fun, if not more, than Peggy and I do giving each other a bad time. 🙂 –Curt
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February 20, 2015 at 9:49 am |
Yes, laughter is the lubricant of a good marriage more so than KY. 😉
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February 20, 2015 at 9:29 am |
My wife should go to the doctor but refuses to do it, so we don’t have so many visits. Don’t exactly miss them.
I have occasional white bread moments. They say it’s bad for you, but so is life.
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February 20, 2015 at 9:48 am |
The more I get to know about life the more I like white bread with Strasburg sausage.
We try and keep doctors to a minimum too. It’s not healthy.
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February 20, 2015 at 5:30 pm |
A change is as good as a holiday!
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February 20, 2015 at 10:13 pm |
But a walk in NYC park in the crisp snow is also good especially with a warm chocolate afterwards.
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February 20, 2015 at 8:35 pm |
What you need is chocolate muesli or chocolate bread. It is so good for you. I used one of the BP machines when I had my AF and they were rather fun. I kept meticulous records of my erratic BP. Sadly everything has normalised now. One less thing to look forward to.
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February 20, 2015 at 10:18 pm |
Yes, I love to use the heart and BP monitor. I switch it on and I watch the numbers climb up while my arm is in its rubber grip. And then…the reward., the final numbers,..but, that’s not all…after a while comes the heart beat, another number.
Even so Andrew, I am happy your heart and BP is steady as it goes.
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February 20, 2015 at 10:25 pm |
They made us take one of those machines home, so that we could measure BP in peace. 4 days later we took it back. My husband (who sleeps from dusk to dawn) was waking up with nightmares and each reading was higher than before.
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February 20, 2015 at 11:09 pm |
Yes, BP readings are fickle. The sight of a nurse in uniform, the snapping of a glove, a stern look, would send many a person’s BP into medical unknown territories. I think it might be called ‘white uniform effect’.
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February 21, 2015 at 1:58 am |
Thanks so much for the visit and the like! It brought me here to “discover” you for myself. I look forward to many happy reads!
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February 21, 2015 at 2:12 am |
You are very welcome Nina. They say, we are all separated by just six degrees.
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February 21, 2015 at 12:40 pm |
It is great that you keep track of and take responsibility for your own health.
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February 21, 2015 at 9:40 pm |
Thank you. Helvi reckons my health responsibilty all falls down when I also eat Strasburg Sausage.Mea culpa, but no one is perfect.
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