Such a Hot Head
Alzheimer's is a terrible, debilitating disease and I don't mean to make light of its effects. But if you're anything like my fambly members, you make wildly inappropriate jokes and laugh about things that your long-suffering 90-year-old Grandmother said because of her addled brain.
My Grandma went about a year where the only words she would utter over and over and over again were, "Dear Lord, please stop the sizzling in my head. Dear Lord, please stop the sizzling in my head."
Oh, we used to laugh over that one. Not to her face or anything. We're tasteless, not cruel.
But today? Well, it's not so funny. I'm actually starting to understand what she may have meant. This life seems to have two speeds lately:
In the Comments section, tell me what you'd rather be doing.
My Grandma went about a year where the only words she would utter over and over and over again were, "Dear Lord, please stop the sizzling in my head. Dear Lord, please stop the sizzling in my head."
Oh, we used to laugh over that one. Not to her face or anything. We're tasteless, not cruel.
But today? Well, it's not so funny. I'm actually starting to understand what she may have meant. This life seems to have two speeds lately:
- Captain Insane-O Does the Warp-Speed Dance
- Captain Insane-O Does the Warp-Speed Dance after 16 Red-Bull and Vodkas
In the Comments section, tell me what you'd rather be doing.
Labels: Ow my hair's on fire Part Deux, RIP Grandma V, the hammock beckons
posted by 123Valerie @ Thursday, April 17, 2008
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