My
husband eats soup more than a couple times a week. I’m not particularly fond of soup. I like New
England Clam Chowder, Manhattan Clam Chowder, Tomato soup doctored up with
parmesan cheese and pesto, French Onion soup, Chicken Lemon soup, and Chicken Gnocchi.
That’s it. For the past couple weeks something’s been working on us. The week
before last it finally hit us. We were sick. Fevers with chills. So we drank
lots of fluids , took plenty of vitamin C, and you guessed it, ate soup.
During this time I had an incident at the dinner table, that .frightened
me on the one hand, and made me smile on the other. Here goes. I had in front of me, my bowl of
Chicken Gnocchi soup, and a container of Raspberry yogurt. I was alternating
from one to the other. Then between bites, I found myself blowing on the
spoonful of soup, with every mouthful, because it was steaming hot. The yogurt
obviously was not. However, at one
point, while talking to my husband, I found myself blowing on my spoon and thought, ‘oh no’ when
I suddenly realized I was actually blowing on the cold yogurt and not the soup.
I instantly felt stupid. How could I make such an obvious mistake? Was I getting Alzheimer’s or dementia? My
husband looked over at me and I told him what happened. He burst out laughing.
We have so little to laugh about these days, and it was rare to see him so
jovial. And before I could help myself, I too was laughing. We both had tears
rolling down our cheeks. Probably not all that funny to you. But to us, it gave
levity to the moment, and having to deal with all our health problems.
Unfortunately it also got me thinking about growing older and wondering what
other absentminded things I might do, as time wears on? Perhaps I’m reading too
much into this? Maybe I was simply trying to multi-task and the situation got
out of hand? On the other hand, confusing yogurt and soup is not an ordinary
occurrence. Should I be worried? Is this part of a bigger cause and effect? Or
has something like this, ever happened to you?
