A decade (plus) has passed since my parents came to live with me and my husband and our three sons. Sometimes I laugh, or cry or pull my hair out, but it has not been boring. Even the most mundane days are enlivened by unprompted remarks and unintentional antics of my parents that I lovingly refer to as Elder Folktales.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Health Class
Although Mom's rehab and recovery were remarkable after her stroke, she would still have days when she was confused. One particular day, my sons came home from school to find MomMom in her underwear sitting in the sunroom. They were very embarrassed until my husband jokingly exclaimed, "It just goes to show, no matter how many health classes you take...it never quite prepares you to see elder folk in their bra and bloomers!"
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