tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post8971982923470536770..comments2023-10-31T11:01:38.694-05:00Comments on what in the cornbread hell ?: oh yeah...?cornbread hellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04044619147561532271noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-37499643437868806122009-02-02T13:17:00.000-06:002009-02-02T13:17:00.000-06:00That question got me too....I can imagine the cont...That question got me too....I can imagine the context it might have been asked in, as though she doesn't really know what Alzheimers is.<BR/>Dad would have asked that question too. He would ask it in all innocence, just wondering how the hell he was sopposed to feel about it.<BR/>She looks like a Tiger!bulletholeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13681107556161747976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-68632941542785315802009-02-02T12:32:00.000-06:002009-02-02T12:32:00.000-06:00Ouch! Glad to hear that Mom is doing OK.Concern; w...Ouch! Glad to hear that Mom is doing OK.<BR/><BR/>Concern; when I first saw this photo and read that your Mom had fallen. <BR/><BR/>Laughter; when I read your hospital experience with "Monty". <BR/><BR/>Tears; as I recall similar conversations with my own Mom.<BR/><BR/>Appreciation; for you Rick, for sharing with us as you do your best by your Mom. Give her another hug, would you?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-43270965727078987602009-01-31T19:48:00.000-06:002009-01-31T19:48:00.000-06:00Rick,I hope and pray that your Mom is doing well. ...Rick,<BR/>I hope and pray that your Mom is doing well. One day you will look back and laugh about the "full monty." Take care of you....rainbowhearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895105367711551411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-47492637549223950742009-01-31T12:25:00.000-06:002009-01-31T12:25:00.000-06:00rofl!rofl!Lilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07674290059708540185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-66527808747190571832009-01-31T06:09:00.000-06:002009-01-31T06:09:00.000-06:00lily, the therapy was short & cheap. i just sl...lily, the therapy was short & cheap. i just slapped myself in the face real hard a few times.cornbread hellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04044619147561532271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-37514061830858004242009-01-31T03:08:00.000-06:002009-01-31T03:08:00.000-06:00The first time I was treated to mum's full monty w...The first time I was treated to mum's full monty was when I really felt that the parenting roles had switched. Nakedness takes us back to helpless childhood. It still feels wrong that I should see her so exposed so I can't imagine how a son would feel! Can you afford the therapy?Lilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07674290059708540185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-81591216092745923182009-01-30T20:24:00.000-06:002009-01-30T20:24:00.000-06:00you know what, robyn? i think that is sage advice....you know what, robyn? i think that is sage advice.<BR/><BR/>and i will do my darnedest to heed it.<BR/><BR/>thanks.cornbread hellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04044619147561532271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-38483404554196134472009-01-30T20:04:00.000-06:002009-01-30T20:04:00.000-06:00Rick, I'm so glad your Mom is OK. She is a beautif...Rick, I'm so glad your Mom is OK. She is a beautiful lady with a wonderful son. Cherish every moment that you have with her, even the ones that involve a full monty. They are memories before you know it. Hugsrilerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03575145654738200419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-62492350221346698592009-01-30T19:24:00.000-06:002009-01-30T19:24:00.000-06:00p.s. chris -i'm headed over to your new blog now.p.s. <BR/><BR/>chris -<BR/>i'm headed over to your new blog now.cornbread hellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04044619147561532271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-61517215102412967082009-01-30T19:22:00.000-06:002009-01-30T19:22:00.000-06:00you know what chris?i do not want to wrap her in b...you know what chris?<BR/><BR/>i do not want to wrap her in bubble wrap and sit her in a chair.<BR/><BR/>i'd much rather she could go out dancing. (in a bubble-wrapped room, maybe.)<BR/><BR/>but then, i can wish all i want, can't i?...<BR/><BR/>in the meantime, i'll just settle for being grateful for no broken bones and for a world of a smile and for a genuine hand to hold.cornbread hellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04044619147561532271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-43074628383528241332009-01-30T18:46:00.000-06:002009-01-30T18:46:00.000-06:00Oh Rick...this sucks hardcore. Don't you just want...Oh Rick...this sucks hardcore. Don't you just want to wrap her up in bubblewrap and sit her in a chair now?<BR/><BR/>I never thought about it until Annie said it about being pissed about her mother thinking she was stupid. It was a feeling I felt many a time but could never identify it. Now I can and it hurts even more. How defensive we get with our LO's and the lengths we will go to protect them, from things, from others, even from themselves.<BR/><BR/>Your mom looks like a tiger with that shiner though. Wouldn't want to meet her in a dark alley any time soon. All kidding aside, I know how rough this is on her and you and I am sorry, so very sorry. She still has a dynamite smile though and that far outshines the shiner. <BR/><BR/>Sending you hugs, Rick, just cuz I can.¸.•*´)ღ¸.•*´Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14216410996038420854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-66263269733596989982009-01-30T16:44:00.000-06:002009-01-30T16:44:00.000-06:00hi there, betsy. thank you.annie - that's very ins...hi there, betsy. thank you.<BR/><BR/>annie - that's very insightful. you may well be right. (or as mom would say, "i don't know."<BR/><BR/>josephine i promise. cross my heart and hope to die.<BR/>but if i lose my mind...all bets are off, sweetie.<BR/>(believe me. i never Ever thought i'd be in this situation.)<BR/>ldcornbread hellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04044619147561532271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-24714797352835204872009-01-30T11:08:00.000-06:002009-01-30T11:08:00.000-06:00oh my oh my i'm glad you were there to help. promi...oh my oh my i'm glad you were there to help. <BR/><BR/>promise never to show me the full monty.josephine teresehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07135528899235353113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-46863268328991772142009-01-30T09:17:00.000-06:002009-01-30T09:17:00.000-06:00I know you said she's fine, but I can't help the t...I know you said she's fine, but I can't help the tears anyway. <BR/><BR/>Her question about feeling different about things got to me. Do you think she might almost feel a little comforted knowing that the confusion she feels is because of a disease? <BR/><BR/>When Mom first moved in with me, she would get frustrated and say things like "I can't do anything, I am so stupid." It fucking pissed me off that she thought she was stupid. Still does, obviously.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, glad she's ok and the smile on her face despite the shiner is beautiful.Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15998945782450878164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341493774541669520.post-79217788395401966892009-01-30T08:54:00.000-06:002009-01-30T08:54:00.000-06:00I hate phone calls early in the morning. They are ...I hate phone calls early in the morning. They are never a good call.<BR/><BR/>Glad mom is OK. You're a good son.~Betsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16022026685666792412noreply@blogger.com