Poor Gordo and his darn catheter.
This morning when we woke up ... his bed was soaking wet. Another leak, so I quickly got him up, put his leg bag (urine bag) on, cleaned him up and got him into his chair.
He apologized and I simply replied … Sometimes UR-ine and sometimes UR-out! Today you’re out! He and I love puns, so we enjoyed a good chuckle.
About two hours later I went to check his leg bag … as I checked for further leakage and usually empty it. Well … I guess through my haste earlier in getting him up and out of his bed so fast ... that … I did not close the valve on the bag. So when I went to empty it … his liquid spilled all over the floor. So what does Gordo say? …. Pooker Annie … UR-OUT!
God love him!
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