We’ve gone quite a ways with mom’s medicines. It has been hard to get a handle on. It’s always a challenge.
Awful tasting stuff you say
I hate you need to take them
Your swallowing prevents taking them whole
So crushed and in pudding is our daily goal.
You wonder how long you will need
To take these pills prescribed
I say as long as you are here
Or when Jesus comes to get his bride.
You smile and say
I took them now be gone
Tomorrow is another day
You’ve had your way, so long.
Copyright/ sheila Grimes/ October 20, 2012
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