Yellow Socks

Oh, those bright yellow socks,

a badge of honor for Staying Above Ground
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and a reminder not to just let things go, but take action immediately when symptoms of illness arise. Tell that to an old farmer who avoids doctors at all costs. Who goes into denial when faced with the various infirmities of growing old. Aging isn't for sissies, Dad says.

An ambulance in the night,

and three days in a hospital hooked up to IVs and a catheter, with a "sitter" at all times to keep this old farmer from yanking out all the tubing and finding his way home, even though a sudden inability to stand was what precipitated the emergency visit and 3-day stay. Had he seen a doctor weeks (maybe months!) ago, this hospitalization could have been avoided.
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Saturday snapshot of Dad watching a fall litter of kittens

What a way to acquire new socks!

At first Mom thought he was having a stroke, with slurred speech and leg weakness, but the ambulance crew ruled that out. It took two big men to shoulder him into the ambulance and round-the-clock sitters to keep him confined to his sickbed.

On the bright side, he kept his socks on, something toddlers and babies notoriously never do. Now, the trick is get him to take them off. And take his cranberry supplements, and drink a half-gallon of water a day.

Be Proactive,

with probiotics, ginger tea, cranberry juice, lots of water, apple cider vinegar (ugh! I know! It's so hard to swallow), and other home remedies.

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He is home at last,

and I hope Mom can keep him out of trouble. Stubborn old farmers can be more high-maintenance than toddlers.

Day 1419: 5 Minute Freewrite: Wednesday - Prompt: socks

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