I think my mom had the thigh high ones at one point. They were uncomfortable and kept rolling down, making a donut shaped thing above her knee that acted a bit like a tournequet. Needless to say they were deep six’ed. Got thick prescription ones that just went about to her knees, and they seemed to be ok. At least she wore those.
My dad’s $300 socks were truly custom-made. The fitter measured each leg, inch by inch. The stockings did the job: after continuous episodes of cellulitis for years, he was cured. And the zippers made them easier to put on.
Wow, fancy oldmom!! And with zippers, no less. That must have really helped get them on.
I wasn’t doubting that they were worth the money @oldmom4896. I spend more than anyone I know on my bras, so I really wasn’t poking fun at the price. It just hurts to spend that kind of money on an undergarment (that you have to hand wash no less! For what I spend, I think they should be self-cleaning for something like that. lol).
I only mentioned it because of the zippers!
Those zippered custom socks sound great. Wonder if they are available in other parts of the US, like HI. I think varicose vein sufferers might be interested in them too.
oldmom, were they Jobst?
I don’t know about the brand name. They were ordered by the fitter. Sorry! Perhaps you could call the office of a venous surgeon to see if they recommend a fitter.
From the weekly sales flyer, here are open-toed stockings with zipper, compression rating 20-30:
http://www.dreamproducts.com/zippered-compression-stockings.html
I was just going to post about those stockings. I saw them in the flyer also.
I ordered a couple of pairs for myself–cheap enough! I will report.
I have been wearing these for a while:
http://www.medipeds.com/compression-nylon-over-the-calf-sock/
since my legs swelled up after a flight.
I found them a year ago at Walmart for $8.99 for 2 pair, but they no longer seem to be in stock there. They are tighter than similar but more expensive ones by Dr. Scholl that Walmart carried in the men’s sock department. I have women’s size 13 feet, ugh, and long legs and I am not thin, and the large Medipeds fit very well and stay up all day. I wash them in the machine and dry in the dryer and they really last too. Certainly not difficult for me to put on but I am only 66!
DD called this week worried about her Grandpa. He sent her a birthday card, and signed it “Grandma and Grandpa”, and it had a note in it saying “we” are looking forward to seeing you next month. Grandma (MIL) died 5 months ago. He keeps her ashes in an urn in the living room, and says he talks to her every day. He likes visitors to say hello and goodbye to “her”.
He knows she is gone, it’s not like he forgets, this is just his way of grieving I guess. He really doesn’t want to move on, and has chosen not to.
Wow. Has he considered grief counseling? A widower’s support group? This does not sound ideal.
Sweet of your D.
I can understand him writing it that way. It takes a long time to go from “we” to “I.”
He has re-joined a men’s group that he had drifted away from during her illness, I’m hoping that will get him re-connected with some outside interests.
I have some widowed/widowered friends I consider fine, who do this on purpose. They feel the “we” is the unit and so do their kids and grandkids. i think they range from maybe mid-60’s to mid-70’s.
The grief can take a long time.
I’m back from a wonderful vacation! By leaving the country it excused me from phone calls and texts.
I’ve been quiet, but reading. There is something wonderful about being around other people in the trenches. Though it’s certainly not a club that any of us wish to have membership.
17 years later, mom still insists on mail/correspondence/etc. addressing her as Mrs. Husband’sfirstname Lastname. I wouldn’t be too concerned 5 months out. How thoughtful of your D to worry, though.
Thanks @lookingforward, maybe it’s not so unusual. DD sometimes has to remind me that “Dad’s family is not like your family.”
My mom transitioned to Mrs. Her First Name/Last name probably a year or 2 after my dad died. But still Mrs., not Ms.