As you probably know from my previous posting that my hubby has Short Term Memory Dementia and this happened recently.
It struck me as SO comical I thought others might like a laugh.
We can all do with a good belly laugh at times.
The other evening when my son called in hubby was looking a bit frantic and said ................
“I cant find my walking stick.”
Son…. “Is this it?” as he picked one up off the floor that had fallen between the chairs
Hubby…. “Let me have a look because mine is different to your Mums ” he then turned it upside down.
Son….. ” What on earth are you doing Dad?”
Hubby….. “I know which is mine because I have worn my nob out”
Son looking bewildered….. ” YOUR NOB”???????????????
Hubby …..” Yes my rubber cover got worn out my thing is sticking through”
Son ……..” Do you mean the ferrule protector?
Hubby ……..” No I mean my end bit has worn through and you can see my middle bit showing that scrapes on the floor.”
Son……. ” Dad shall we start again?”
Needless to say I was rolling up with laughter.
It struck me as SO comical I thought others might like a laugh.
We can all do with a good belly laugh at times.
The other evening when my son called in hubby was looking a bit frantic and said ................
“I cant find my walking stick.”
Son…. “Is this it?” as he picked one up off the floor that had fallen between the chairs
Hubby…. “Let me have a look because mine is different to your Mums ” he then turned it upside down.
Son….. ” What on earth are you doing Dad?”
Hubby….. “I know which is mine because I have worn my nob out”
Son looking bewildered….. ” YOUR NOB”???????????????
Hubby …..” Yes my rubber cover got worn out my thing is sticking through”
Son ……..” Do you mean the ferrule protector?
Hubby ……..” No I mean my end bit has worn through and you can see my middle bit showing that scrapes on the floor.”
Son……. ” Dad shall we start again?”
Needless to say I was rolling up with laughter.