tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post351512434099932604..comments2024-03-14T04:07:39.792-07:00Comments on Earl Pomerantz: Just Thinking...: "Considering The Source"Earl Pomerantzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16963705121297866334noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-5988081761006836002018-08-24T12:31:01.569-07:002018-08-24T12:31:01.569-07:00My mother lived alone until she broke her hip when...My mother lived alone until she broke her hip when she was 89. So, she came to live near us where we took care of organizing her pills (and other things). All her life, Mom complained that after she read the pills' side effects inserts, she found she was having those problems and would insist the doctor change the prescription. Then she'd read the new inserts and see those symptoms. So, after she moved here and we took over that part of her care, we didn't let her read the side effects inserts. Sadly, Mom died at 91 - about a year and a half after moving here and our taking over her care. Maybe having imagined illnesses was better than getting the real thing.<br />JEDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07538398157297345338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-35665962901868415602018-08-24T10:22:15.185-07:002018-08-24T10:22:15.185-07:00I’m not talking about loonies (“Every day, I swall...<i>I’m not talking about loonies (“Every day, I swallow a penny with my orange juice.”)</i><br /><br />Real loonies swallow a Canadian dollar with their orange juice.Mike T.noreply@blogger.com