What won’t stay down, must come up

“Patrick O’Grady to the white courtesy phone. …”

Well, this has been quite the week.

Herself the Elder came to town Saturday with Beth, the eldest daughter, and the next few days were your basic whirlwind of activity: getting her settled in the assisted-living place; acquiring and configuring a TV that was too smart for anyone’s good; rounding up an adjustable bed and all the other bits that make a room a home; doing battle with the medical-industrial complex; and meeting the staff and other residents.

It was going pretty smoothly, all things considered, until Monday evening, when I contracted some variety of nuclear gut-rumbler, and the less you know about that, the better.

Then Herself got it yesterday, which meant she couldn’t go to work this morning or drive Beth to the airport at 3:30 a.m. In the rain. Because it always rains at stupid-thirty when a fella who has spent the last 36 hours cuddling the commode suddenly finds himself drafted to drive to the airport at 3:30 a.m. In the rain.

Anyway, Herself the Elder and Beth seem to have dodged whatever floored me and Herself, so, yay. We are taking light refreshment and shambling around El Rancho Pendejo like the living dead. And I finally got caught up on HBO’s “Watchmen,” if getting caught up means continuing to wonder just what in the sweet holy motherfuck this thing is about.

Now I have to catch up on the news, which likewise. Pray for me.

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15 Responses to “What won’t stay down, must come up”

  1. khal spencer Says:

    Food poisoning? Flu? Get well soon. I never found myself fond of the 36 Hour Weight Loss Program.

  2. larryatcycleitalia Says:

    Best wishes for a speedy recovery…and go ahead, spare us the details. Had to laugh about the TV, the one we have seems too smart: channels we got for a couple of weeks no longer exist no matter how many times we run the scan function – they just aren’t there anymore. Nothing has changed, the antenna’s still up there and a bazillion other channels come in just fine but RAI’s 1, 2 and 3 are gone. We can get ’em in HD but the programming’s not the same. Go figure. Trumpty Dumpty’s impeachment fiasco made the Italian national news today!!!

  3. Recreation Law Says:

    Are you a college professor? They always email me & their signatures say (she, her & it) or whatever. More I read you the more yo sound like a college professor.

    Besides, I could never call my mother herself the Elder, after she floored me, the Queen would demand an apology….and get it.

    • khal spencer Says:

      I think O’G is UNM Professor Emeritus of hyperbole, satire, parody and humor. And bicycling.

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      Ho, ho. My old teachers would have trouble seeing me as a student, much less a professor. Had the diagnosis been available I’m certain they’d have labeled me “on the spectrum” and put me in that special room they used for the special kids back in 1964.

      • larryatcycleitalia Says:

        Everyone in Italy seems to have a title. “Dottore” is very popular. I still get called “Professore” here at a place I brought a group of the wife’s students to a few years ago so they could see how mozzarella was made. They were kids, I was the only old-fart so I must have been the professore, right?
        Hope you and Herself are feeling better and good on ya for taking care of Herself the Elder!
        We’re fortunate, my parents are gone (with no real issues) and the in-laws have already installed themselves in a place that looks in on ’em regularly now and is equipped and staffed to continue the program all the way to conclusion – and they’ve already PAID FOR IT! 🙂

  4. Pat O'Brien Says:

    News? Don’t do it Patrick! The last thing you need now is another shit show. All you need to know is that it is getting real crowded underneath the dumpster’s bus. And Rudy the Rat is probably trying to go into the witness protection program.

  5. Dale Says:

    Guess what. You and Herself are the adults now. I did that back between 2005 and 2008. It ain’t easy. Do you have rights to all of her assets for her benefit? Is that writ in stone just in case some asshole relative wants to toss a grenade into the process. Who will be executor – I assume Herself.

    You better put your big boy pants on now because you’ll need them.

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      This ain’t our first rodeo, Dale. When my mom was in the grip of Alzheimer’s Back in the Day® we quit our jobs and moved in with her.

      We had to go to court, get her declared legally incompetent — that’s a bit of fun, telling a judge that your mother is batshit while she sits there staring at you all the while — and get ourselves named guardian ad litem in order to access her assets to be used for her care.

      No asshole relatives there. My sis handled the finances while we handled the day-to-day personal care, until we couldn’t bear it any longer and let the pros take over. She died in 1995 at the Namasté Alzheimer Center, where she got some very fine care indeed.

      No asshole relatives here either. Herself the Elder is still very much with it mentally, just a bit challenged physically. So we’re acquiring a power of attorney for her medical care, and Beth — who saw her mom through the ER and rehab after a tumble — is managing the bulk of her financial matters with Herself as backup and the youngest sis in reserve.

  6. khal spencer Says:

    In a bit of good news, a Federal jury laughed the Federal prosecutor out of court and acquitted Dr. Scott Warren of all charges in about the time it takes to elect a foreman and order coffee.

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