Well, I thought I would write about some of the people who populate the nursing home, since I am spending quite a bit of time there, and the news is pretty much the same about Gramps most of the time. I know it is going to be some time yet before a lot of improvement is going to be evident.
One of the characters is his room mate, Paul (Polecat). He was born in Jefferson County and has lived here all his life. He cusses something awful, and so the other day I asked him if he had ever been in the navy. His reply was: "H..., no. I've never been in the D... navy." I told him that I thought maybe he had since he talked like a sailor. People who know him say that he has always cussed like that. He talks about how he used to be a driver of trucks for the light company and how he got about six men fired from their jobs for not working. I was speaking to someone today about him and they said he was so lazy, he had no room to talk about anyone else being lazy. They called him a windbag. Ha ha.
Another of the residents is a former preacher, named Coy. Now, Coy grew up near us when we first moved to New Market back in 1947. He lived over on the Dairy Farm that belonged to a wealthy lady who was an owner that didn't visit the farm very often. He bacame a preacher in his later years. He walks with a cane, and spends a lot of time sitting out on the front porch of the nursing home. One day, one of the housekeepers was walking down the hallway spraying Febreze air freshener. She said that Coy had left a little "gift" in a bag in the bathroom and apparently it wasn't the first time that had happened.
Then there are the residents who sit in wheelchairs out in the hallway, some of them sleeping, and some asking for help when you walk by them. There is also the sweet little old lady who carries a doll around like it is a baby, and apparently may believe it to be so. Some people seem to never leave their rooms, and not all of them have people come to see them. I know Polecat doesn't have many visitors.
We have several friends who are out there as well, and it is so sad to see these people who were once viable citizens that can no longer communicate well with others. It is sad for me to see my husband in his condition, but like many others, he enjoys eating and watching tevee, and visiting when I am there. He is always ready to be put back into bed when his meal is over. He sleeps as much as they let him. I took him out today after he had his lunch, and we sat outside for about an hour, before I left to have my lunch.
It is evening now, and I am just about ready for my bed. I seem to be quite sleepy myself, and I know I am tired. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now. Much love and many thanks for all your support. Please forgive me for not personally responding to comments you all so sweetly make. It is just about all I can do to post. I do enjoy keeping in touch. Goodbye for now. More later.