im sorry, im fried from 55 yrs of life. the vodka drinkin mother carer and jeanne gibbs. youre both special and we miss you. the male carer for his simplistic but thorough methods, jeanne for her personal and professional carer techniques. to both, masters degrees are earned in the field. eff a bunch of higher education / student debt..your the real deal.
And the moral of the story...when posters criticize another poster for no good reason, and we all keep quiet, eventually that criticized poster will get tired of the constant negatives. But if we gently reprimand or correct the criticizer or comment opposite of them, it helps others see that it's not acceptable behavior if no offense was given. Too tired..hope I make sense.
Captain - who is whatzisface?
Here's one to go with your differential jokes...you know why mathematicians shouldn't touch alcohol? Because it's not safe to drink and derive!
The laughter part is spot on- my MIL's eyes would light up with silliness or fun. Even when she couldn't follow along she laughed along. And she liked to be mean and make comments to the nurses and aides that needed to lose weight. They thought she was funny, so she did it some more.
She wanted her hair dyed bright red about a month after FIL died last year. She was interested in a man at the nursing home- she wasn't wasting any time. She preened and flirted the moment she emerged from the beauty parlor. I told my husband " your mother is officially done with mourning".
She loved to dress up and we kept her in new clothing. She had long nails and they were kept polished with bright colors. (I couldn't bring myself to look at her hands after she died. They were her pride. Even on her anxious days when she want to lay in her bed with the covers pulled up- she would peek at her hands and smile at her lovely nails.) Her last weeks she was thrilled with her weight loss and enjoyed showing off her skinny arms and legs. Her hospice aide did her hair each visit, I did too- we would play beauty shop and gossip. She might have been the most glamorous person in hospice ever.
She was never a bright lady, but she died with dignity and done nails.
L