Gordo's Not the Only King!

Yesterday’s adventure with Gordo went well.
The three (80 plus years old) spoke so loudly … like they were sitting on a helicopter launching pad. Plus … they were constantly talking over each other so much ... that at one point … Dad was talking about his iPad … Bert about … his new computer and Joan about her TV and they all thought they talking about the same thing.
I thought about intervening … but they were having such a wacky fun time … I just sat back and nodded my head every few minutes.
Bert’s wife Joan was thrilled to give me the grand tour of the retirement home … so the "men could chat".  
I may have met every old lady in West Houston … as it was “Elvis” day and what seemed like hundreds of these sweet old ladies … were lined up all over the place to see the “King” … impersonator.
Joan was so apologetic that she hadn't known about the show earlier or she would have gotten “us girls” tickets. Well maybe another time then. 
I’m thinking … for that trip ... I’ll drink my chardonnay before we visit. 
All kidding aside … it was heartwarming watching these folks enjoy each other’s company and we really will visit again … even if I have to sit with a bunch of screaming 80 and 90 year old groupies for Elvis.   
I just love our “seasoned” citizens!

A Chardonnay Kind of Day!

Oh Boy! This promises to be a very exciting day. 

Gordo and I are venturing out to visit some of his friends at the retirement home.

I've already been given the list of things to do and pack … from his majesty.

1. New batteries in hearing aides 
2. Extra Poligrip … just in case
3. 2 - boxes of Kleenex
4. Bottled water … don’t forget his “bendy” straws
5. A fully charged iPad … with his “gizmo” aka stylus pen … So he can show Bert all about it.
6. 2 cotton handkerchiefs -  1 …  for each of his pants pockets 
7. Tic-Tacs … cause you never know … wink … wink
8.  Both pairs of glasses

He guesses that about covers it, but will let me know if he thinks of anything else.

And on my list ????

1-BIG frickin bottle of Chardonnay for when we get back home.

I need to get a "Poly" Grip!

About 2 months ago Gordo began taking his false teeth out every time he went to the bathroom. Not really sure why he started doing this. My thought was that he was just getting confused with certain visual associations, so I just let him do his thing. However … over time this has become an expensive little habit. Every time he removes his teeth (which happens at least 4 times daily) … he uses huge amounts of mouthwash to swish with … 2 Polident tablets go into the bowl where places his teeth (to soak the old glue off) and Poligrip glue to put back on his teeth when we place the teeth back into his mouth. Not to mention … you know who … does all the gross cleaning and gluing … now up to 4 times a day! Thank God for latex gloves!
Well he and I had a long talk about this a couple of days ago and reached an understanding that it was not necessary to remove his dentures that often, so we agreed on 2 times daily.
Everything has been going great. This morning I made him bacon and eggs for breakfast followed by his favorite ice cream. Then I heard the ole familiar … “Pooker Annie!” So off to his room I went … “Yes Dad?” He says … “ I have one question for you.” … “OK … what is it?”… He (seriously) asks … “What good is it to be the King … if I can’t take out my teeth out when I want to?”
I’m thinking OMG are you kidding me? But I say … You’re right … go ahead and take them out whenever you want.
All he had to say was … “I knew you would agree” … and went back to reading his newspaper.
Time to buy stock in Scope and Poligrip!

Finding Forrester

I asked Gordo if he had ever seen the movie … “Finding Forrester” - starring Sean Connery and was very surprise that he had not. Given that it is right up his “intellectual alley”.

So when I saw it at Half Price books for $2.00 … I snagged it.

He watched it yesterday. Afterwards I asked how he liked it. “Fabulous movie. I can’t believe that I never saw it before.”

I simply stated ... “you can’t go too wrong with Sean Connery”.

Dad says “Sean Connery? Was he in it? ‘

“Dad … he was the lead character”

“I don’t remember him, but it was a damned good movie”.

Well there you have it folks!

Guess I’ll not worry too much about which James Bond movies to rent in the future … LOL

Have a super day! 

Chief Kim

Dad has a fabulous nurse named Kim who has been coming to our home once a week since July. She checks his vitals, draws blood and replaces his catheter.
When her visits first began … I would always stay in the room with them, but over time she’s become a part of the family and Gordo adores her … so I rarely intervene … as I completely trust her.
She knows he is hard of hearing, so she speaks very loudly and because of his hearing … he speaks just a loud. So even with the door closed ... I can hear the two of them laughing … joking and very often I hear Gordo singing. She thinks he’s a hoot.
Well yesterday it was time to replace his catheter and no matter how great a nurse is … you can just imagine … that is NOT a very pleasant experience. Typically I can tell when Kim is performing this task. Her voice gets even louder, as she is trying to divert his attention. 
As usual … I was not in the room yesterday … but all of a sudden I heard the TWO of them singing (at the top of their lungs) … “1 little … 2 little … 3 little Indians … 4 little … 5 little … 6 little Indians”, etc. 
Now that my friends … is some amazing nursing!
God Bless you "Chief" Kim!

Hot Dog!

So yesterday Gordo announces that he wants hot dogs with mustard and relish for breakfast.
I simply said that we couldn't do that at the moment.
He actually gets an attitude and barks “that’s because you are too conventional!”
OK … so I give him attitude right back ... “NO … it’s actually because I have no buns or relish!”
Think he’d feel a little guilty? NO! He just says … “well that too!”
Later in the day … yes… I went out and bought the darn buns, relish and fries.
Went a little out of my way. Toasted the buns … made perfect golden fries and even served it on his favorite plate. 
Seeing that he was thrilled with his lunch … I left the room.
5 seconds later … “I like my fries crispier!” 
OMG! Now I’m really agitated … and stomp back into his room “Well too bad! I did all but burn the damn things! Perhaps you can hire a new chef!”
“Oh Pooker Annie … no … most of your meals are just fine! How about some of those pecan cookies instead?”
I can see there is no discussing this … so … Gordo wins again … 4 pecan cookies coming up! 

Serenity NOW!

Greeted this morning with … “ Do you have some smelling salts?” “No dad … why?” “Because we’ll need them if the Texans win”. 
Dad is a huge Patriot’s fan.
“OK dad … let’s not start this. It is too early in the morning.”
Gordo actually says … “Well I supposed Jesus Christ (himself) could intervene”.
“Dad … that’s enough.”
“Well he could!”
I mutter under my breath … “Good thing I don’t hit old men”. He asks … “what?”
“Nothing dad … do you want some coffee?”
“Sure … Pooker Annie … but easy on that cream”.
Serenity NOW!
Go Texans!

Ms. MacGyver

5:00 this morning. “Cora … my bed is broken!” 
OH great! … So I go trotting downstairs and sure enough his electric bed is stuck in the sitting position … so he can’t lay down.
The cord is tangled … I untangled it … nothing! Is it plugged in? Yep. 
Meanwhile … Gordo is steadily yapping ridiculous things at me ... like … maybe your sister broke it … call Ricky … he can fix it.
Mind you that I am still half asleep … so I’m getting more and more irritated. “Dad … please! I can’t even think straight”. 
I get on the floor and crawl under his bed where the motor is and wiggle around the wires. Suddenly … by the grace of GOD … it starts to work! Thank you … thank you … thank you!
Seeing that I have fixed his bed … Dad squeals with delight … “Pooker Annie … I am so impressed … you are just like that MacGyver fellow!”
“Thanks Dad … are you ready to go back to bed?” He seriously answers … “No I’m just going to sit here for a while and make the bed go up and down”. “OK … but not for too long”
As I turned to exit his room … I looked back at Gordo wearing a huge boyish grin … making the bed (by remote) move … up... down... up … down and I just had to smile.

Have a super day my friends!

Eggstravaganza

Gordo loves to tell the story of … how he and my mom enjoyed me so much that they wanted another baby girl. 
Of course my mom’s recollection was a bit different in that I was an awful infant who screamed all the time and an event worse little toddler. So she prayed for a good baby.
Either way … my sweet baby sister arrived …with no drama … 48 years ago today.
I have told the story before about how I met Liz, but think it’s worth posting again.
Happy Birthday Liz!
Love your adoring sister,
Cora
Elizabeth arrived 18 months after me. I stayed with my Nana while mom and baby were in the hospital.
The day they went home … they stopped by to get me. I was in my highchair eating scrambled eggs. Mom walked over to show me this … screaming … very loud … little infant. What’s a big sister to do? I scooped up a spoonful of eggs and proceeded to shove them into her mouth. My mother almost had a coronary. They managed to remove all the eggs from her mouth. Dad tells me … no …no ... Pooker Annie … only mommy feeds the baby.

That was our first of many eggstravaganzas! LOL

“Caregiver” gets sick

What happens when the “Caregiver” gets sick?

Well … hopefully they have an amazing sister … like mine… who has a full time job, but covers for me until 8:30pm, so I can rest and get better.

So after 12 hours of a medicinal coma … I do feel quite a bit better this morning.

Bless you Aunt Liz and … Alka - Seltzer Colds Plus for all the help!

Let’s just pray … Gordo stays healthy.

Have a fabulous Thursday my friends!