Coumadin and the grocery store

Yesterday was one of the more interesting days of my life. I went grocery shopping with the MIL and Papa. We moved through the Walmart like a herd of turtles. With Papa on Coumadin MIL and I wanted to make sure he was getting the very best of everything that he need. We read every.single.label. We made people smile and Papa a bit irritated. In the end, Papa has more than enough food hand picked for perfection and all he had to do was push the buggy. I love that wonderful man more than anything and I'll think he's forgiven me for not letting him have ranch dressing.