Friday, 11 January 2008

Sunday Scribblings #93 - THE DATE ...

After the regular monthly outing to the club he said he needed money, telling me, she took my last $30.00 to play poker machines … my antenna went up!

Then he told me she suggested they would go out on Saturday. I enquired to where, he told me to the shops.

I asked her didn’t she have something better to do. Ohhh no she replied, I don’t do anything on the weekend, he is bored, I could take him to the shops and maybe to the local club to play poker machines … alarm bells rang ...


He’s 92.5 years old. Diagnosed with early stage dementia, he walks with the aid of a walking frame, he’s incontintent, dribbles a lot, eats with a bib clipped round his neck, is mobilised in a wheel chair, doesn’t remember what he did yesterday … yet would have you believe he is in ultimate control …


He is besotted with her. His chest puffs out, his eyes light up when she appears.
She is 40 years old, employed as a diversional therapist in the high care nursing home where he resides. She took a shine to him some months ago and became jokingly referred to, by all and sundry, as “the wife.”

The joke has backfired – is she another Anna Nicole?

I expressed concerns re ethics, code of conduct and professional distance to her superiors, but … they ‘d put a stop to the date after seeing her entry in the daily activities register. I'm told she’s previously been warned about similar behaviour …

The date was cancelled …

He asked for a writing pad, I asked wasn’t the note pad he had OK, he sternly replied it wasn’t, he wanted to write letters … currently his signature is illegible.


For the first time for a year he asked to see a copy of his bank statement ... my antenna shot up again!

I suggested it would be best not to write letters. The situation is inappropriate, she could lose her job, wouldn’t it be better to leave things as they are …


He looked at the bank statement and wanted to tear off the account details telling me he needed the number so he could get money ... when I explained he needed his card or chequebook he was confused ...

Last year he was infatuated with a massage therapist who visits the home in a private capacity. He’d engaged her to do hand and leg massage at $65.00 a time … he'd thought her service was all part of the regular service … be was beguiled, he had her home phone number, wanted her to meet me ... that date was cancelled too ...


Don't be misled, this isn't a sad story, look at the funny side ... at the continuing saga of a man who's been a cad his entire life and at 92.5 still thinks he's ready for a date ...

17 Comments:

paisley said...

this was lovely... it reminds me of my own dear grandmother,, who at 81 and in full blow alzheimers took a "boy friend" in the nursing home,..,,, fortunately he was a patient!!!!! some "lovers" just never learn.....

keith hillman said...

Whilst reading this I had a sudden glimpse of my future! Loved it.

Robin said...

Good for him I guess that he's still got a spark to him, but that woman sounds like quite a predator.

nahiacreations said...

Lovely insight. I am glad you pointed out the "funny side"... it made me smile because up to then I was looking at the more serious side.

tumblewords said...

Is there anything stranger than people? This sure does have a funny side...

Whitesnake said...

I did nothing of the sort!!!!!!

Gill said...

Once a ladies' man, always a ladies' man! She sounds quite the predator though.

I have given you the Blogaholics Award over on my blog - pop by to see what it is all about.

khambagirl said...

So, is it fact or fiction? Could be both...

Redness said...

*I'm with you Paisley ... they never learn!

*Oh Please Keith, surely not?

*Yes Robin it's scarey!

*Thanks Nahai - I see the funny side of most things - helps retain my sanity!

*So sad and true Tumblewords!

*Please explain Whitesnake ... ?????

*So true Gill - THANK YOU!

*It's totally Factual khambagirl ...

** Thanks SS'ers - Your visits are greatly appreciated!

gautami tripathy said...

What a lovely post! I am smiling..

Just Jen said...

I was sad until I read how you saw it in the last line, that is sweet! I wonder if he wonders why everything is so expensive when he was young, he just needed 25 cents for the dance....lol

Lucy said...

I just love seniors! Is this your dad or purely fictional? He is adorable either way!
thanks for your comment... I am ALSO forgetting what that saints name is! Theresa?? Not sure!

Mad Kane said...

Thanks for showing me the bright side of that tale. :)

forgetfulone said...

Very unique story. I enjoyed it very much.

Thinking aloud said...

uh..oh..is this what's going to happen to me?

very very nice...

LittleWing said...

excellent post...sounds sorta like my dad...is this what awaits his children around the corner...

bipolarbear said...

I, too, saw it as sad, until your last line. Ah, life!

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