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Dear PWPs-- To all who responded to the story about the rabbit and the computer that I posted a couple of days ago: 1) thanks to all who thought it funny 2) I am not the storyteller, just the story carrier. Sorry for the confusing wording at the beginning of the tale :) 3) I like bunnies 4) Joao, thanks for the vote of confidence in my credibility. Now I won't doubt my own self so much! 5) Bob Chapman: Don't we all want to wizz on the blasted things at times!! 6) I am encouraged to supply a story about my dad, the parkie, when he was first put on oxygen for his emphysema: My husband and I (who currently live with my parents in order to torture, uh, care for them better) decided to go to a movie. Our being away for several hours was to be the Big Test to see how my parents fared without us. While we were gone, my dad suddenly "had to go" and decided not to go into his bedroom and use his bedside urinal, but to try to make it to the front bathroom. This was when he had to use a walker (he has graduated to being just bipedal, now) and was not used to dealing with his 50-foot long oxygen tube. He was wearing a bulky back brace that made bending over impossible. He hooked his walker legs on every chair leg and wrapped his tube in most improbable ways in trying to get there. My mother assisted him, squatting and scuttling to try to dislodge his walker and tube. At one point, while she was scrunched down below him, his pajama bottoms (the only garment he had on) suddenly let go and dropped to the floor around his ankles. They both got the giggles. Now she had to "go" too and she streaked through four rooms on her way to the back bathroom, leaving my dad to forge ahead to the front one. When my husband and I got home, my mother reported all this to us with a grin, finishing with, "Neither of us quite made it!" Deanne Charlton [log in to unmask] ps. I so enjoy the creative use of language among PWPs (no, I am not starting a thread about "Is language creativity connected to Parkinson's Disease?" <g>!), especially refferences to "handshakes" and "movers and shakers". My dad, who has PD, takes meds in pill form from bottles and rides an electric cart, really knows how to shake, rattle and roll.