Did I tell you that my MIL and FIL live with us...yep, we inherited them around our 1st anniversary-one of the blessings of marrying for the 2nd time during my mid-life. MIL has a form of dementia that's not Alzheimers. This makes it especially hard to help her bcuz it doesn't follow any sort of pattern. FIL is in a wheelchair because he refused to get his knees replaced 20 yrs ago. Between the 2 of them, we have A complete brain and A complete body..it's quite the team. Due to boredom on my FIL's part and forgetfulness on MIL's they're always ready and willing to eat. So, lucky me, as soon as i get home from work every friday I have to make a mad dash to change clothes and make it to the restaurant of their choice. We used to dread eating so early but we've decided to just deal with it. Because of our attitude adjustment, we are learning to take advantage of the Earlybird specials- this is especially helpful when MIL orders 2 entrees-she's a growing girl you know. At least we've gotten her off the consumption of the $9.00 bag of snickers (SNICKER BARS as she calls them)in 5 days. The main problem in this living arrangement is that they're used to always being on the go. In their past life, MIL would drive FIL anywhere he wanted to go. We'd call their house, no answer. We'd call their cell (when they could actually hear it ring and remember how to answer it ) and they'd be on their way to Biloxi. They get pissed -or i should say FIL gets pissed- because we don't keep them going as much as he'd like. He fails to realize that his son, my husband, has torn a rotator cuff getting the bigboy wheelchair in and out of the car numerous times in a row. And with my thyroid problem, i can't go go go.
However, when we do manage a day trip Husband and I come home on the verge of a breakdown. fIL can't hold his urine and waits til we're in the middle of no where to ask to pee.By the time we're careening down the country road, FIL is rocking and moaning and sure as certain as soon as we find a suitable off-the-road pissing hole he proceeds to pee in his shoes. All the while this is going on ,MIL is darting her tongue in and out of her mouth like a lizard and sucking on her teeth (doc says it's a symptom...i say it's like fingers on a balloon). Then she reads every billboard and tells us the name of every tree.
When someone invents a dispenser for valium for a reasonable price and figures out how to strategically place said dispensers in off the road convenience stores, please let me know. I'm sure young mothers and others in my situation would greatly appreciate this gift to our sanity.
For the time being, I need you to move over ,Nellie, you'rehogging the couch.
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