The Great Escape

My parents are both in a nursing home about 4 hours away from me and although Daddy is as content as can be, just to be there, it’s an entirely different story for my Mama. She has what my Daddy has always referred to as “go-itis”. If she gets the urge to go, she will find a way to get there......


I have a brother that lives nearby in the same city as the nursing home and ends up doing all the little errands and duties that Mama has for him. He is a saint in my book because he never complains but takes it all in stride and never lets anything bug him.

Not too many Sunday’s back, Mama called my brother, Micah on the phone and said she just needed to get out for awhile and could he come get her to spend a few hours at his house. Of course Micah didn’t mind at all and agreed to pick her up that afternoon.

Micah may have been feeling somewhat obligated…… which is how Mama prefers it to be. When Mama moved into the nursing home, she no longer could have her own car, so she gave her car to Micah, who needed another car desperately with his teenagers coming of driving age. So it all worked out fine that Micah would take her car.

So Micah picks Mama up from the nursing home on this particular Sunday afternoon to spend the day with him. One little bitty problem though, you see, Micah works shift work and had been working all night. Now he needed to sleep.

“Oh don’t worry.”, Mama said. “I’ll be fine. You just go ahead and sleep and I’ll just be here entertaining myself while you get some rest.”

After about 30 minutes, Micah was sound asleep…..and Mama got the “go-it is”. She decided she wanted to visit one of her friends. She knew she should probably at least let Micah know, so she stirred him just a little and told him where she was going to be.

“Micah, I’m going to visit Lois for awhile. I’ll see you later.”, she whispered.

You should also know that one of the reasons that Micah is so good about taking everything in stride with Mama is because he just lets her do whatever she wants, to keep her happy. Never even entered his mind that she maybe shouldn’t be driving.

So Mama gets Micah’s car keys and drives to Lois’ house……spends an hour or so there, chatting and drinking....um....coffee and discussing everything under the sun.

And that’s not all…..then she decides she might like to go to the evening service at church…..you know, while she’s out and about and everything.

So she did. She drove herself to church that evening and then back to the nursing home that night. She then called Micah to let him know that she was back at the nursing home and she would get the car back to him tomorrow.

What she didn’t know was ………..that somebody told on her.

“Miss Emilie, you know you are not supposed to be driving a car around town.”, the Doctor told her.

“But I can drive just fine. I can drive. I can.”, she pleaded.

“I know you think you can, Miss Emilie, but you cannot be driving yourself anymore.”, he explained.

Tears began to well in her eyes, and she promised him she wouldn’t drive again.

“But I still think I did just fine.”, she reiterated.

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I didn’t know about the incident until after the fact……and it’s probably just as well. She would have never let me off as easily as she let that Doctor off. Better him than me or one of my siblings.

And I truly am sorry that Mama had to give up her very last amount of freedom. She has always had that control and it’s now gone. She is totally dependent on others to take care of her needs.

If we live long enough, we may all find ourselves in Mama’s shoes.

She's My Mama

I talked on the phone with my mama this morning......She and daddy are both in a nursing home located about 4 hours away.....and are both in bad health.....with mama at 75 and daddy at 81. They are both excited about moving into a semi private room together soon.

Now, doesn't that sound like a beautiful love story? Ha! I can already hear the complaining. Jeeze Louise! Oh yeah....... they are both excited about it right now....but just wait a week or two and I'll be hearing it from both of them!

Mama says, “He keeps that TV on nothing but western movies and I want to watch Dr. Phil. And he's not even watching it!”

And daddy says, “I can't take it any more! Why don't ya'll just shoot me and put me out of my misery?”.

Oh, the blogs....... just waiting to be written.

So I was having a normal conversation with mama.......whatever normal is. I must interject here and explain that nothing has or ever will be normal with my mama. My relatives will all back me up on that, as well.

Anyway, I was telling mama, “Minor and I are going out to dinner soon with new friends and really looking forward to it.” As always, and because she just couldn't help herself, mama responded with, “Be sure and have good manners.”

I'm telling you......she can always throw me for a loop. She never even chuckled! She was damn serious!

I couldn't help but laugh as I said, “Mama........I'm 55 years old.......I'm going to use my manners.......OK?”

“I know.........but once you're the mama, you're always the mama.”, she said.

This is the same mama and grandmama that called Kate on the phone the other night at 11:30pm. Kate scrambled to the phone from a dead sleep.......wondering what in the hell must have happened that her grandma, Mimi was showing up on the caller ID at that hour!

Kate: “Hello?”
Mimi: “Hey Kate. How''s everything going?”
Kate: “Fine.........is something the matter?”
Mimi: “.......................YES, SOMETHING'S THE MATTER!”
Kate: “What is it?”
Mimi: “I'M DYING!.........THAT'S WHAT'S THE MATTER!”
Kate: “Well.........Mimi.......can we talk about it tomorrow? It's 11:30.”

True conversation, folks.