Page 37 You can have too much of a good thing And mother loves strawberries and cherry tomatoes
Page 37
You can have too
much of a good thing
And mother loves
strawberries and cherry tomatoes
Mother is having a lot
of fun at the moment, the runner beans are producing well. Everyone who comes
to the house is offered beans and dispatched to pick their own.
“Those beans you put in
are doing ever so well, everyone comments an how lovely they are and we are
getting quite a lot” I gave mother six plants to look after but planted twenty,
mother still thinks it’s only the six.
“And you didn’t want a
vegetable garden” just couldn’t resist that comment.
“Did you plant anything
else” is that a trick question or genuine interest.
“Yes I put in carrots
and courgettes, just to fill the patch up” wait for it……
“Lovely can you leave a
fork out so they can be dug up as well” what happened to the, I told you no
vegetable patch. I really feel cheated now
“Would you like some
tomatoes, I put some in pots and there ready”
“Oh yes please I love
fresh tomatoes” mother eyes lit up.
To be honest I knew
mother loved fresh tomatoes and runner beans, so there was a good chance that
the vegetable garden would be accepted, I just had great fun defying her.
Mother really enjoyed
the tomatoes, also strawberries came into season, she was in her element.
Until…….
“My foot is really
painful again” oh no here we go
“This time you go to
the doctors” I am trying to be assertive.
“No it went away the
last time” mother is so frustrating.
“Alright let’s think
about what can be causing it, what are you doing that’s different” and we start
on a process of elimination.
Walking more, no
Standing more, no.
Knocking it somewhere,
no.
“How about the amount
of tomatoes and strawberries you’re eating, it could be gout again” mother
looked horrified.
“Don’t be silly I
always eat loads of fruit”
“Yes but not
strawberries and the tomatoes you’re eating like sweets, I bet its gout” this
suggestion was not appreciated.
We went to the see the
nurse a few days after this and while we were there I mentioned the foot.
Mother glared at me but I ignored it. The nurse looked and arranged for the
doctor to see, the foot. To say mother was not happy is an understatement.
In to the doctor we
went mother sat on her walkers’ seat, as it is easier to get up from,
“It’s gout” was the
verdict from the doctor.
“It can’t be” was
mothers opinion.
“We will do blood tests
to prove it” was the doctor’s answer. “And here’s a prescription”
“Thanks doctor, how can
we prevent it in the future” was my input.
“When the pain has gone
we can start on the preventative tablets “was the reply.
Mother Started to say
that we were taking up too much off their time, so I quickly pushed her, still
sat on the walker, back to the nurse, who was waiting by her door for us.
“I could have walked”
mother protested.
“Yes, but you did say
we were taking up a lot of their time, so this was quicker” the nurse laughed
and mother scowled, but she had seen the doctor.
Till next time
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