Wrong again

    I keep forgetting that the old guy's a doctor. While I'm still grateful that Linda brought that no-sugar candy, Dad needs candy with sugar in it for times when his blood sugar is too low. Staff feels that the standard approach to a diabetic with low blood sugar is force-feeding glucose, not understanding that just giving him candy would work better and much less unpleasantly. So I went (at his behest) and got him a bunch of fun-size candy bars. He promises he'll only eat them in low-blood-sugar situations. Of course, Margaret (not being diabetic) isn't so constrained.