Mom had a very "blue" day. She seemed fidgety and teary. Neither of us had a decent amount of sleep for a longgggg time. (Sleeping pills DO NOT WORK ON MOM! There is no way to turn off her brain!) Still, I thought...(my first mistake)... that getting her out of the house might be a good thing. So, on the spur of the moment,..I said,... "Let's go! We are going out for lunch." And within seconds I was driving down the road... We had a wonderful meal at one of Mom's favorite seafood restaurants. She was great. On the way out of the restaurant I looked down..(my second mistake). I was shocked at what I saw.. but I did not say a word. I calmly proceeded to my house. Once there, I saw my precious friend in the driveway. I stepped out of the car and called to him. " Hey Pat! Am I tired or what!?!" He looked at my shoes and broke into laughter.. "Hey, I see you have your " Go to Eatin' Shoes" on!" Well, I was wearing my white terry cloth house slippers! I could only hope and pray nobody at that fancy restaurant saw them. however, at that moment I was sure that I saw "Larry The Cable Guy" stand and give me a Redneck Salute! ( Not one of my better moments, people!) lol Still, we all got a laugh and my friend sent me to bed for a few hours of sleep while he watched Mom (who..by the way.. never saw my shoes). From hence forth, my slippers will be know as my "Go to Eatin Shoes". Maybe you have funny story you can share with me.
As always.. don't judge my typing.. I more tired than I am stupid.. *s*
Without laughter.. this job would kill us!
Diane
Hey, Diane! Thanks for sharing that wonderful story. Humor keeps us going.
It reminded me of a family story. All of us women have hard-to-fit feet. When my mom or I saw shoes that fit, we'd get black and brown. My mom went to church one Sunday (this was before she had any signs of dementia - she was still quite young) with one black shoe and one brown shoe! She'd dressed in dim light, I guess.
I still watch myself for that tendency, but the other day I was sitting with a friend in a rather nice restaurant and he told me, laughingly, that my sweater was on inside out! He noticed as he walked up behind me and saw the tag. I was going to go to the bathroom and switch, but he said, "Just put your hair down in back (it's long and was divided). That covered the tag and got me through lunch, but I still check my sweaters twice, now, before going out the door : )
Hang in and keep your humor. You will need it.
Carol
Hey!
I appreciated your post. We really do have to give ourselves a quick "once over" these days before going out in public. Lol I find I go into "Auto-drive" a lot...which it a "Have to do" mode... with very little thought given to it..as it is something we do all the time. I am often caught off guard at what I do or do not do because I am so tired. Sometimes I become frightened that I have Alheimer's too. My friends try to assure me that it is sheer exhaustion. I hope that is all. Anyway..Thanks for the sweater story. (-:
Diane
I understand the fear when you get so stressed you feel like you "caught" the disease. It's really pretty common, I've found. We get so stressed that everyday things don't register. We can only concentrate on so much. I have years of my life that are kind of a blur, because I was concentrating on so many people and issues, I didn't take time to think of myself. I'm still pretty flaky at times, but I know what is normal for me. That is what's important.
Hang in. We don't need to be fashion plates, and if we dress in bunny slippers - well, so what's wrong with being a little eccentric?
Blessings,
Carol