One object is not
like the others
. . . and it's mine I tell you! ALL mine!
Short term memory is fast slipping away.
Expected friends came to visit today . . .
he has since asked MANY times when they are coming.
He has asked about my MD appointment several times
I just answer again.
again
again
again.
What's for dessert?
Can we have a Dairy Queen?
Okay, that one had me.
He was never that big on DQ.
" Did you just see a commercial for DQ?"
I don't know, I don't remember?
My Brother came to visit
with his daughter
Are you going to Wendy's for dessert?
"Why? Did you want a Frosty?"
I don't know, I just want dessert.
This is a man who had already had
an ice cream sundae
and
a root beer float
today.
What the Hell!
Let's all have Dessert!
3 comments:
Only one margarita? Better stock up.
On a more serious note...I hope you're getting help.
And I meant help with your duties here...not help with the Margaritas.
Oh, my. This is SOOO not going to be fun for you.
I remember my dad sneaking in a call to me to inform me that my mom had served him THREE dishes of ice cream in a one hour period.
Of course, he did not want to offend her, so he ate them all.
You do need help. Be sure to ask for it.
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