Sheri has what is probably a very silly issue. She HATES that Bob and "Al" button every shirt (including his flannel shirts, and polo style, button down collar style) all the way up to his throat. Now this not something he always did, only the last several years. It drives Sheri crazy, he looks like a giant 6 foot 4 inch kindergartner. Well after years of reaching up and unbuttoning that button, only to have him re-button it within minutes, sometimes seconds, Sheri (wise woman that she thought she was) came up with a plan! Sheri and Daughter number 2 took some time this past weekend and cut all the top buttons off of all of his shirts. Now she understands that some might think that she was over reacting to this button up to the neck issue, and Sheri may have just a touch of OCD, but we all have our faults and for Sheri well... this is really one issue she needed to resolve. So the first day Sheri hands Bob the shirt with the top button cut off, Sheri is smiling, almost smirking to herself because she knows she has won the battle of the button and is feeling so much relief she is almost giddy. Then "Al" emerges from the bathroom, and Sheri realizes that "Al" is a much more determined fellow than she thought, because there with her face staring into Bob's neck, was the top button hole that "Al" had stretched all the way over to the left and then buttoned onto the button on the button down collar portion of Bob's shirt.
Sheri is a warrior she will continue to fight the button fight:)
(Heavy sigh)
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I can't help it! That was hysterical! xoxo maureen
ReplyDeleteI know right? I am still laughing too!
DeleteHi there,
ReplyDeleteI am a fellow caregiver and just came across your blog.
I have been a young(ish!) carer for my mother-in-law, who suffers from dementia, for the last three years now.
I am in the process of creating a new poetry site primarily aimed at carers, but also people with dementia as well - http://dementiapoetry.com.
The blog is an honest account of my experience of caring over the last few years in poems - some silly, some exasperated, some happy, some sad - of my last three years caring for my mother-in-law, who suffers from Alzheimer's disease, and is aimed at helping to support other caregivers in a similar position.
If you would be happy to link to me, I would gladly return the favour!
DG x