Peanut Butter

Sunday, November 27, 2011

I'm a worrier... that is what I do.  I have been a worrier for as long as I can remember, and the rest of my family can attest to that.  I am worried that dad cannot communicate properly anymore.  It has been two weeks (already!) since his surgery, and we have not heard many clear words from his mouth.  Yesterday, the only thing we understood him to say, or should I say, request, was "Roger's peanut butter."  It took us a while to clue in that he was asking for Adam's peanut butter... the crunchy variety.

Ah... something else we take for granted... what we ingest.  At the care home, we have to sign in food brought in for a resident.  While signing in the Cherry Ripes yesterday, curiosity got the better of me and I took a sticky-beak at some of the other things people were bringing in for family/friends.  One of the items on there was fresh oysters.  How I love oysters... and had just bought a dozen of the Sydney Rock Oysters for consumption.  I cannot imagine not being able to satisfy my craving by just walking into the fishmonger and purchasing.  Or coffee.  Sydney is home to the most amazing coffee.  You don't have to walk far in the city to find an amazing cup of coffee... smooth nutty goodness topped with thick foam and a sprinkle of chocolate.  A bag of chips, a grilled cheese sandwich, strawberry smoothie, turkey dinner, a warm jelly-filled donut... all the food items one craves, and caves into.  In a care home, the residents are at the mercy of their visitors to bring them the food items they enjoy.

Of all the things to miss... peanut butter!  Adam's was a pure peanut butter, no additives.  Available in Canada.  Something else to replace in Sydney.  Following a new driver's license, medical card, and phone... that one should be easy!!