Among other things, yeserday, my father sent me on an errand to buy a product at a health food store earlier today for the sprain he's convinced he has in his leg. Problems with this theory:
1. the store was not called what he thought
2. the store was not where he thought
3. the store did not have the product in stock, despite his certainty that they had told my mother they did
4. Sprains involve swelling. There's no swelling.
5. But the really, really best part? The part where he rips pages out
of health food books so my mom can buy him random products like
"oxygen pills". This CAN'T be good. I'm all for alternative medicine, but I feel like we're one step away from colloidal silver here, folks.
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Date: 2009-01-05 07:02 pm (UTC)I wonder if some older men are just naturally prone to that sort of thing. I have a friend whose dad has become a total metrosexual in his late 60s/early 70s, and he sends her out all the time to buy him whatever fab personal care product he's seen on Queer Eye for the Straight Guy (no, I'm not kidding).
I hope Patty's well and getting settled at the dig. Good luck weathering the chaos and recovering from the holi-daze!