I have read many threads and messages, and obviously, we are all weighed down with problems and sadness. What I miss most is the fun and laughter we used to share. Puns are lost, jokes backfire, and smiles are harder to come by.
However, we cheer each other up as much as possible, and as a family, pass on funny incidents which make us smile, not because of lack of respect for my husband, but because I think it helps us to feel close to him and the feeling that he needs our support gives us strength to be there for him.
Without wishing to offend anybody, therefore, may I share a few 'smilies' with you - perhaps you can reciprocate, to lighten the mood?
1. Over a year ago, when our daughter moved into her own house, she was trying to sell her heavy exercise bike, to no avail. She could not even give it away. Her fiance came up with a tongue-in-cheek suggestion, which made me roar with laughter: "you could give it to your Dad. That way, he would get his exercise without getting lost all the time!"
2. My husband keeps insisting, that he does not trust the building society any longer, and that he is going to withdraw his savings and hide them in the house. Although I try not to respond, he knows that I am not in favour. Last night, after getting worked up about some junk mail, which always brings on the same worries, he said "That's it! Tomorrow, I am going to get my money. I know of at least six places in this house where I could hide it." - Well, what's new: do we not spend precious time almost every single day trying to find keys, letters, purses and the like, which are in a 'safe place' .......
3. Dental appointments have filled my loved one with dread in recent weeks. We have now discovered that, each time we go, he is convinced that 'they' will pull his teeth out. Probably distant memories of dentists in the 30s and 40s?! The dental surgery are not only aware of Tony's problems, but amazingly tolerant, patient and accommodating, and the dentist usually explains carefully what he is going to do. At one point during the treatment, after waiting for the injection to become effective, the dentist bent over Tony's head to proceed with the drilling, when Tony stopped him and asked "what are you going to do? You are not going to kiss me?" The dentist's explanation was swift and kind, whilst I sat in my chair, mortified, before I got the giggles ....
Love to you all. I am looking forward to your messages.
CJ
However, we cheer each other up as much as possible, and as a family, pass on funny incidents which make us smile, not because of lack of respect for my husband, but because I think it helps us to feel close to him and the feeling that he needs our support gives us strength to be there for him.
Without wishing to offend anybody, therefore, may I share a few 'smilies' with you - perhaps you can reciprocate, to lighten the mood?
1. Over a year ago, when our daughter moved into her own house, she was trying to sell her heavy exercise bike, to no avail. She could not even give it away. Her fiance came up with a tongue-in-cheek suggestion, which made me roar with laughter: "you could give it to your Dad. That way, he would get his exercise without getting lost all the time!"
2. My husband keeps insisting, that he does not trust the building society any longer, and that he is going to withdraw his savings and hide them in the house. Although I try not to respond, he knows that I am not in favour. Last night, after getting worked up about some junk mail, which always brings on the same worries, he said "That's it! Tomorrow, I am going to get my money. I know of at least six places in this house where I could hide it." - Well, what's new: do we not spend precious time almost every single day trying to find keys, letters, purses and the like, which are in a 'safe place' .......
3. Dental appointments have filled my loved one with dread in recent weeks. We have now discovered that, each time we go, he is convinced that 'they' will pull his teeth out. Probably distant memories of dentists in the 30s and 40s?! The dental surgery are not only aware of Tony's problems, but amazingly tolerant, patient and accommodating, and the dentist usually explains carefully what he is going to do. At one point during the treatment, after waiting for the injection to become effective, the dentist bent over Tony's head to proceed with the drilling, when Tony stopped him and asked "what are you going to do? You are not going to kiss me?" The dentist's explanation was swift and kind, whilst I sat in my chair, mortified, before I got the giggles ....
Love to you all. I am looking forward to your messages.
CJ