My life has continued to be a series of emotional highs and lows. Although she is being offered a thick liquid diet of soups and tea, Mom seems to want to only consume soda. Trying to get soda in a hospital is like asking for a controlled substance. Finally after about twenty minutes of jumping though hoops I was able to secure a soda mixed with gelatin. Yummy! But for Mom it was the most wonderful drink.
When Mom was young she and her sister used to go to San Francisco. Why? When they went to a bar together there was always a great selection of cute servicemen who would buy them drinks. As a matter of fact I think that is why she went to work at Fort Mason in the Presidio. There were guys everywhere. She used to tell me that she went to the P X one day to buy a drink and she saw Ronald Reagan in uniform She continued to be a sucker for a guy in a uniform and because of this she married my Dad. She met him at Fort Mason when he was in the Navy. It must have been kismet that a city girl from Oakland fell for a country boy raised in east Texas. They remained happily married for fifteen years until Dad died unexpectly from a heart attack.
Even now, in her advanced age, she still has an eye for a guy in uniform. Whether it is a paramedic, fireman, or police officer she always tells me that he is so handsome.
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