Monday, June 19, 2017
For almost a year I just lay around, sleeping most of the day and raising hell at night. I was completely useless and wouldn't even try to help myself. All the while crying for someone to bring me a bottle and crapping in my drawers. Never was a mother so glad to see a son begin to walk and learn to use the potty.
Friday, June 2, 2017
This getting old is gonna be hard. Poor Sheila has a lot to put up with. I came down stairs this morning and she asked "What do you have in your back pocket?" A handkerchief, I replied. she laughed and told me to look. When I had reached for a handkerchief, I mistakenly picked up a pair of drawers instead. Her new job is to check me out before I leave the house.