Thursday, November 17, 2011

"YOU KNOW I'M OLDER THAN 180 YEARS OLD, DON'T YOU"?

IT STARTED WITH A COMMERCIAL OF A WOMAN WHO WAS STILL WORKING AT AGE 84.  MIKE FIRST SAID "I'M OLDER THAN HER".  TO WHICH I SAID "YOU ARE"?  THEN MIKE SAID "YES, AND  I WILL BE CLOSE TO 90 PRETTY SOON".  I SAID NOTHING, I KNEW IT WAS ALREADY DARK OUTSIDE, AND SUNDOWNERS HAD SET IN.  HIS NEXT WORDS REALLY BAFFELED ME THOUGH-THAT'S WHEN HE SAID HE WAS OLDER THAN 180 YEARS OLD.   WHEN I SAID "YOU ARE"? HE SAID "YOU KNOW I AM".  AT THAT POINT,  I JUST LET IT GO.  HE WILL FORGET ALL ABOUT IT IN THE MORNING-I HOPE!!MIKE HAD ANOTHER ROUGH NIGHT-WHICH MEANS I DID TOO.  VERY LITTLE SLEEP FOR ME, BUT HE SAID HE SLEPT FINE.  IT MUST BE NICE IN SOME WAYS TO HAVE ALZHEIMER'S.  YOU DON'T REMEMBER ANY OF THE BAD STUFF OR ANY OF THE ACHES & PAINS, TOO BAD IT ALSO TAKES AWAY THE GOOD STUFF TOO.  THIS MORNING THE HOSPICE NURSE WILL BE HERE AT 9AM.  IT IS A LITTLE PAST 7AM NOW.  MIKE DID NOT WANT TO EAT ANY DINNER LAST NIGHT, WHICH DID NOT MAKE ME HAPPY.  HE WANTED TO GO TO BED STARTING AT 6PM, BUT I GOT HIM TO HOLD OFF UNTIL 7PM.  I WAS SHOOTING FOR 8PM, AFTER WHEEL OF FORTUNE, BUT HE SAID HE COULD NOT WAIT-HE NEEDED TO GO TO BED RIGHT THEN.  RIGHT AT 7:30PM, HE YELLS OUT "MOM"! THINKING SOMETHING WAS WRONG I RUSHED TO SEE WHAT HE NEEDED-ONLY TO HEAR HIM SAY "AREN'T YOU GOING TO COME TO BED TOO"?  I SAID YES, AND I DID.  HE DOES NOT LIKE TO BE IN BED ALONE, AND IF I TRY AND LAY DOWN FOR A FEW MINUTES DURING THE DAY OR AFTER MY SHOWER-HE IS RIGHT THERE READY TO GET IN BED TOO. WHAT I DO KNOW (WEATHER HE REMEMBERS IT OR NOT) IS THAT HE IS IN A LOT OF PAIN DURING THE NIGHT.  HE KEEPS ROLLING OVER FROM ONE SIDE TO THE OTHER, AND MOANING.  THERE MUST BE SOMETHING ELSE THEY CAN GIVE HIM-JUST AT NIGHT THAT WILL HELP WITH HIS PAIN, AND HIS SLEEP.  I WILL CERTAINLY BE ASKING THE HOSPICE NURSE ABOUT THAT THIS MORNING WHEN SHE GETS HERE.  WELL, MY DOGIES ARE HUNGRY, AND I NEED MY CAFE' CON LECHE' (CUBAN COFFEE), SO TILL TOMORROW-JUST ME

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