Tuesday, January 11, 2011
baby, I’d walk through bull sh*t for you
Probably not the most romantic verse but ‘baby, I’d walk through bull sh*t for you’ is no expletive when pushing a wheelchair through the livestock pens of the 2011 Pennsylvania Farm Show.
Nor can I remember Patti ever laughing harder and longer than at my footwear misfortune. Alas, it’s all in a days work of a caregiver / carer.
Who would have thought that Texas Longhorns roam
? Lower in fat, cholesterol and calories than most beef and able to thrive on marginal pastures apparently the old ways are becoming the new ways. … nor is a written sign necessary to warn you – do not pet the calf. J Pennsylvania
Eventually the Farm Show becomes about the
Food Court and we found ourselves addicted to schroomies (button mushrooms stuffed with cheese and jalapeno) from the PA Mushroom Growers Cooperative, before sharing a grilled portabella sandwich. Leaving just enough room to share a bowl of lamb stew from PA Livestock Association and wash the whole meal down with chocolate milk shakes from PA Dairymen’s Association. ... Sharing food I’ve found is a sneaky way to assist Patti with eating in public. Looks more like “taste this” than feeding someone.
While the Farm Show Complex is wheelchair accessible attendance overwhelms resources. Elevators are simply not people movers and the sheer numbers of baby strollers, wagons, vendor carts, scooters, wheelchairs and companions make wait time too much a part of a visit.
For years now we just roll along our work-around, no wait, no crowds and then there is the ‘ciggie’ break bonus of using outside.
Maybe it was too many mushrooms but it sure looked like Patti was pulling an enchanted carriage …
Caregivingly Yours, Patrick Leer
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