Guest guest Posted January 8, 2009 Report Share Posted January 8, 2009 I received a cartoon today displaying an old type store with paddles propped up in the front, the Store's name was, " Shit Creek " . That could not have come at a more appropriate time. I had to go back 70 miles to San yesterday to see my pulmonologist, and was exhausted today. Well, this is the day Don had problems with his bowels. First he was constipated, and was trying to get rid of it manually. Well, being mentally ill, you can imagine what a mess he made of the bathroom. (Just about when I got there) He would forget to put it in the toilet, and his stool was on the floor, the sink, the light switch, the hand rail, the toilet seat, and on his bed. When I told her, Sharon used a suppository and that gave him diarrhea. I cleaned him and the bathroom up no less than five times. Then, I found out that he didn't have any pants that fit him, he messed what did. So I ran to the Hospice shop and bought him three pair. They don't fit either. Tomorrow I am going to take his large pants that I haven't made over. If they are too large, he can wad them up in his belt. I have bought him pants three different times. So, today I didn't buy new. I bought used. His pants seem to find homes somewhere else. His old pants from home won't travel. They are far too long for the average man. Anyway, after today, for the second time in the nursing home, I can truely say, Shit happens! Love you all, Imogene P.S. You all know that I don't normally talk like this, which is a little rough, but the way this happened was too true to pass up. **************New year...new news. Be the first to know what is making headlines. (http://www.aol.com/?ncid=emlcntaolcom00000026) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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