I was at work last night and took care of a dear old lady. She talks non-stop. It is irritating. Sometimes we have had all we can take and try to ask her to be quiet.
She is only too happy to comply, "Of course. I can be quiet. If I know you want me to be quiet, I will not talk. I can do that. All you have to do is tell me and I will stop talking. There is no problem with that. If you ask me not to talk, I will be quiet. I can not talk. I would not want to talk when you ask me to be quiet. All you have to do is ask me, and I will be quiet....."
Last night, I heard yelling and went to investigate. She was shaking the bed and yelling, so I asked what was wrong. She looked at me blankly and said, "I have no idea."
Ok. Why are you yelling?
"I need to use the bathroom. I don't know why I need to use the bathroom. Usually I do not have to use the bathroom, but right now I have to use the bathroom. I wonder why?"
Maybe it is because you drank that coffee with your family when they visited.
"I don't know. Would that do it? But I wonder why? I don't have any pain, but I have to use the bathroom. There must be something wrong. Oh, I wonder what could be wrong!"
I decided I had better distract her, so I asked about her family. She had been the oldest, so I asked how many kids her mom had.
"Well, there were the four boys, and there were three of us girls."
So seven. I guess you did a lot of helping.
"Yes, I always was working."
So I asked her how many kids she had.
She looked at me blankly. "Oh, I don't know. More than the usual amount, I think. I just don't know. I mean, how would one figure that out? I am not sure how many there were, but there were a lot of them running around."
Thankfully, I got her settled back into bed before I started giggling with thoughts of the old woman and the shoe filling my head.
Tomorrow, I have to cook for a family in our church who just had a baby. #2 was asking me why I cooked for them. I explained that having a baby is tiring, so that we all cook meals for them to give them a little break in the beginning.
Comprehension dawned on his face and he said, "Ahh... now I know why you had so many kids; you wanted the break!"
yup, that's it.
3 comments:
Her response while not meaning to be cute was adorable. Wow -- I hope I never have to see my mom in that condition.
And your son -- oh my! Oh yeah! The more kids... the more breaks we get. :-)
thanks for the good laugh!!
Hee hee, got a good laugh at this one... just had our first baby, and the thought of anyone (even a kid :)) thinking it's a break sent me into a fit of giggles. :)
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