January 5
Yesterday I made Gordo ham and eggs
for breakfast. After he was done eating … “Pooker Annie” it’s too cold this
morning for ice cream … so I’ll have a cookie.
Here we go again.
Dad ... it’s breakfast … how about a banana? He says ... how about a cookie? I say … how about a banana? He again says … I really want a cookie.
Daddy?... He’s answers … yes. I (jokingly) respond “orange” cha glad I didn’t say banana?
Yes I am … because I want a damn cookie!
Gosh … where’s his sense of humor?
Brought him 2 cookies. ;)
Here we go again.
Dad ... it’s breakfast … how about a banana? He says ... how about a cookie? I say … how about a banana? He again says … I really want a cookie.
Daddy?... He’s answers … yes. I (jokingly) respond “orange” cha glad I didn’t say banana?
Yes I am … because I want a damn cookie!
Gosh … where’s his sense of humor?
Brought him 2 cookies. ;)
January 7
Sometimes I get on Gordo’s nerves.
Because of his catheter … it is absolutely imperative that he drink tons of water daily and I’m the one who harps on him to do so.
Yesterday he was cranky and getting an attitude with me concerning his water intake. Sick of drinking water … blah … blah … blah.
So I finally said (as sweetly as I could) … Daddy … I’m just trying to keep you alive and happy.
Well “Pooker Annie” … I can’t be happy if I’m not alive! Can I?
Exactly … I say.
He retorts … Give me the damn water.
Thank you Dad … You’re welcome … he grumbles.
God Love Him!
Because of his catheter … it is absolutely imperative that he drink tons of water daily and I’m the one who harps on him to do so.
Yesterday he was cranky and getting an attitude with me concerning his water intake. Sick of drinking water … blah … blah … blah.
So I finally said (as sweetly as I could) … Daddy … I’m just trying to keep you alive and happy.
Well “Pooker Annie” … I can’t be happy if I’m not alive! Can I?
Exactly … I say.
He retorts … Give me the damn water.
Thank you Dad … You’re welcome … he grumbles.
God Love Him!
January 13
Just when you think it will be a
nice quiet day …
Gordo’s catheter starts leaking.
OK … off to the Urologist in Sugar Land.
He’s not a happy camper and I’m not exactly delighted, but we go.
Get to Kelsey Seybold and there is not a single handicap parking space … tons of “mothers to be” ones … but nothing close for us.
Decide to pull up at the front doors … get dad a wheel chair and will park the car after I get him situated. Easy enough … right? WRONG … just as I am helping Dad get out of the car … I look over just at the moment that this older gentleman gets out of his car, stumbles and falls. OMG! Dad sees it and is yelling “he fell … he fell !"
“Dad… get back in the car and wait”.
I go racing across the parking lot, as his equally old wife is trying to see if he’s OK. His head is bleeding and he’s half way on the curb and the grass, so I picked him up and dragged him completely onto the grass, ran inside and got help.
Two second later 25 employees emerged and took over.
Gordo’s … still in the car.
They had the security guy wheel him to his doctor’s, so I could get my car out of the way.
Things went well after all the chaos. Dad is fine and so is the old man who fell.
Other than the blood in my nails (that I finally got off), a sore back and a frazzled Dad … we are ok.
Dad just wanted a Subway sandwich and lemonade … done!
All I wanted was a glass of wine … doing!
Have a happy night my friends.
Gordo’s catheter starts leaking.
OK … off to the Urologist in Sugar Land.
He’s not a happy camper and I’m not exactly delighted, but we go.
Get to Kelsey Seybold and there is not a single handicap parking space … tons of “mothers to be” ones … but nothing close for us.
Decide to pull up at the front doors … get dad a wheel chair and will park the car after I get him situated. Easy enough … right? WRONG … just as I am helping Dad get out of the car … I look over just at the moment that this older gentleman gets out of his car, stumbles and falls. OMG! Dad sees it and is yelling “he fell … he fell !"
“Dad… get back in the car and wait”.
I go racing across the parking lot, as his equally old wife is trying to see if he’s OK. His head is bleeding and he’s half way on the curb and the grass, so I picked him up and dragged him completely onto the grass, ran inside and got help.
Two second later 25 employees emerged and took over.
Gordo’s … still in the car.
They had the security guy wheel him to his doctor’s, so I could get my car out of the way.
Things went well after all the chaos. Dad is fine and so is the old man who fell.
Other than the blood in my nails (that I finally got off), a sore back and a frazzled Dad … we are ok.
Dad just wanted a Subway sandwich and lemonade … done!
All I wanted was a glass of wine … doing!
Have a happy night my friends.
January 19
I haven’t really posted much lately.
Mostly because ... it’s been nice and uneventful.
Gordo’s doing great.
This week we are back on schedule (after the holidays, etc.). Tomorrow Dodie … Dad’s lady friend … is coming over for lunch and Thursday the old guys will meet at Yao’s for their monthly luncheon.
Sometimes it is true “No news … is good news”.
Have a super week my friends.
Gordo’s doing great.
This week we are back on schedule (after the holidays, etc.). Tomorrow Dodie … Dad’s lady friend … is coming over for lunch and Thursday the old guys will meet at Yao’s for their monthly luncheon.
Sometimes it is true “No news … is good news”.
Have a super week my friends.
Jan 20
Yesterday was Gordo’s lunch with his
lady friend Dodie … at my house.
Michael made a wonderful chicken salad … then quickly made his exit … lol.
11:30 sharp she arrives and I answer the door “Oh lovely … Dodie … you brought your puppy … how nice! ”. I’m thinking … are you kidding me? But Ok … what’s another animal in our home? "Lola" … the Chihuahua … was actually very well behaved.
I served them lunch, then went over to my computer … giving them a little privacy.
Hard not to overhear their conversation though … as they’re both hard of hearing and practically yelling.
Cracks me up … they might as well be talking to themselves. She’s talking about Paula Deen and he’s talking about Jimmy Dean … neither one ever figures that out.
Oh … to be 81 and in love … sort of!
You just have to smile!
Michael made a wonderful chicken salad … then quickly made his exit … lol.
11:30 sharp she arrives and I answer the door “Oh lovely … Dodie … you brought your puppy … how nice! ”. I’m thinking … are you kidding me? But Ok … what’s another animal in our home? "Lola" … the Chihuahua … was actually very well behaved.
I served them lunch, then went over to my computer … giving them a little privacy.
Hard not to overhear their conversation though … as they’re both hard of hearing and practically yelling.
Cracks me up … they might as well be talking to themselves. She’s talking about Paula Deen and he’s talking about Jimmy Dean … neither one ever figures that out.
Oh … to be 81 and in love … sort of!
You just have to smile!
Jan 21
As I’ve said before … each day, as
part of our daily regiment … I enter Gordo’s room and sing out … “its teeth
cleaning time”. Then I go prep his dentures. Also when I sing this silly phrase
… my black lab Carly comes running into dad’s room. Something about the tone in
my voice? Not really sure … but she never misses teeth cleaning time.
The other day I was in a hurry and Carly was taking her sweet time in the backyard … I kept calling her name and as usual she wouldn’t come.
I had a brilliant idea … so I sing out …“its teeth cleaning time”. She came running inside.
So now … I just sing the "teeth cleaning" song and my dog becomes obedient.
My neighbors must think I’m insane. No …. They probably already knew that.
Have a great day!
The other day I was in a hurry and Carly was taking her sweet time in the backyard … I kept calling her name and as usual she wouldn’t come.
I had a brilliant idea … so I sing out …“its teeth cleaning time”. She came running inside.
So now … I just sing the "teeth cleaning" song and my dog becomes obedient.
My neighbors must think I’m insane. No …. They probably already knew that.
Have a great day!
January 22
You know folks … I’ve been without a
“paying” job for over 6 months now.
Sometimes I get frustrated that I can no longer … just go out any time I want or buy pretty much anything … I really don’t need … but want, etc.
But when Gordo’s face lights up (like a kid) when I get him ice cream, hand him his New Yorker magazine or take him out somewhere and he says thank you “Pooker Annie” … It puts my life back in perspective.
Tis true … that some things in life are simply … Priceless.
Embrace the day my friends!
Sometimes I get frustrated that I can no longer … just go out any time I want or buy pretty much anything … I really don’t need … but want, etc.
But when Gordo’s face lights up (like a kid) when I get him ice cream, hand him his New Yorker magazine or take him out somewhere and he says thank you “Pooker Annie” … It puts my life back in perspective.
Tis true … that some things in life are simply … Priceless.
Embrace the day my friends!
Jan 23
Cora Roberts BlanchardForgot to tell you guys about
Thursday’s luncheon at Yao’s.
Did the regular Gordo shuffle … park in front … get out the HUGO and away he goes with 8 other old folks and walkers, etc. It is quite the scene.
During this hour or so I do a little shopping, get a quick bite and return to pick him up.
Everything was going as planned … Gordo into the car and we are heading back home.
“ Pooker Annie?” … Yes dad? “ he says … My reading glasses are missing. Oh boy … Here we go again! We check his many pockets where he stores his wallet, hankies, tic-tacs, etc. no GLASSES! He’s starts yapping that they are in the HUGO … No dad … I checked. I think you left them at the restaurant. So we go back. There are still a couple of old guy lingering out front. I pull up … explain that Dad’s lost his glasses. One of the old geezer pipes up … I found them! I ask …where? He (seriously) replies … he’s wearing them. OMG! I’m in Geriatric Bizarro world.
I thank him but explain he has two pair ,leave dad in the car and find the glasses under their table. Thank God!
Ok … let’s try going home.
Pooker Annie? Yes … dad. My Tic-Tacs are missing! I’m thinking … are you kidding me? But … say … no worries daddy … we’ll buy you some more.
Dad: But it was a new pack
Cora: Doesn’t matter … we’ll buy new ones
Dad: Are you going to stop on the way home?
Cora: No … I’ll go later after we get you home
Dad: What will I do until then?
He’s killing me!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cora: Gargle with Scope
Dad: Great idea “Pooker Annie”!
Cora : Glad I could help dad.
Did the regular Gordo shuffle … park in front … get out the HUGO and away he goes with 8 other old folks and walkers, etc. It is quite the scene.
During this hour or so I do a little shopping, get a quick bite and return to pick him up.
Everything was going as planned … Gordo into the car and we are heading back home.
“ Pooker Annie?” … Yes dad? “ he says … My reading glasses are missing. Oh boy … Here we go again! We check his many pockets where he stores his wallet, hankies, tic-tacs, etc. no GLASSES! He’s starts yapping that they are in the HUGO … No dad … I checked. I think you left them at the restaurant. So we go back. There are still a couple of old guy lingering out front. I pull up … explain that Dad’s lost his glasses. One of the old geezer pipes up … I found them! I ask …where? He (seriously) replies … he’s wearing them. OMG! I’m in Geriatric Bizarro world.
I thank him but explain he has two pair ,leave dad in the car and find the glasses under their table. Thank God!
Ok … let’s try going home.
Pooker Annie? Yes … dad. My Tic-Tacs are missing! I’m thinking … are you kidding me? But … say … no worries daddy … we’ll buy you some more.
Dad: But it was a new pack
Cora: Doesn’t matter … we’ll buy new ones
Dad: Are you going to stop on the way home?
Cora: No … I’ll go later after we get you home
Dad: What will I do until then?
He’s killing me!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cora: Gargle with Scope
Dad: Great idea “Pooker Annie”!
Cora : Glad I could help dad.
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