Falling Into the Canyon

I received word from my pDoc last week that I need to add to my med cocktail Namenda, a drug given to Alzheimer patients to slow the progress of that dreaded disease. I am taking it to slow the progression of my ongoing short-term loss. I look around now and realize the possibility that the world I see today might not be recognizable by me in a few years. My world is beginning to crumble, and all I can do is sit back and watch.

Connie is on a very strict diet, due to her high blood pressure and blood sugar. She works very hard to watch what she eats, careful not to include in her diet those things that cause her problems. Last week I bought her 2-1 liter bottles of what I thought was "diet, caffeine-free Pepsi" actually was "caffeine-free Pepsi", loaded with sugar and sodium. I knew better; I thought I had gotten the diet. She was very upset, and I can't blame her. She had gone nearly 2 years following the dietary rules, and I had changed them in short order.

Messing us is not the issue, but messing up when it harms another person is.  The point is that it could have been a mistake that could really hurt another. At what point do I decide that enough is enough, and remove myself from situations where I could injure myself or someone else.