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I have another doozy about my grandfather which involves working in a joint with all lazy people but first thank you for all the comments about my parents camp :(. We are bummed. It was a productive weekend cleaning out the garage and organizing the basement. My mom and I got a lot accomplished! If you follow us on Facebook and Instagram, I shared live stories of us working in the basement all weekend. If you want to see more about our new house, check out our new page called “Our Mediterranean Home.”
My visit with my grandfather this weekend proved to be one of the funniest yet. Almost as funny as the “flaming red haired pole dancer.” According to him, he changed all electrical outlets in the joint and was the only one working. He said everyone else is lazy and should be fired.
My eyes grew large and I said, “really gramp? You are the only one working? That’s terrible!” My dad just rolled his eyes and looked at us. You see, I play along with my grandfather’s stories and my dad can’t seem to play along. He just sits there and tries not to laugh.
(My gramp and I above just about a year ago)
My grandfather told me I needed to have a conversation with the big wheel at the Nursing Home (his work supervisor) because they won’t allow him to bend over and change the outlets.
You see, he is now stuck in his wheelchair and he is trying to bend over to the floor to change the outlets and they are afraid he is going to fall out of the wheel chair. In his brain, he thinks he is reaching for an outlet but in reality, he is grabbing nothing and almost falling out of his chair. I told him I would have a “talk” with them and see what I could do.
(This picture above was taken 2 years ago)
Working in a Joint with all Lazy People (Dementia Diaries)
The beautiful thing was when my dad and I left, he was exhausted and so happy he had done so much work. The funniest part of the whole story is that he said, he was the only one working. My dad and I laughed hysterically about that the entire way home. My grandfather can still somewhat maneuver around in his wheelchair and wheel himself around.
When he is perusing the hallway in his wheelchair, all he sees is people sitting in wheelchairs sleeping or not moving. Many also never get out of their beds so in his brain, they are all lazy and not helping him work. Can I just tell you, never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be finding my grandfather’s decline in health funny but I just can’t help but find some of his stories outrageously funny. He really believes this stuff.
It’s amazing how his brain is living one life and in reality, he is living another. All I can say is I hope his delusions stay happy and funny. When my grandmother was alive, his delusions were terrible and made him mean towards my grandmother. He thought she was having affairs, hiding from him and doing naughty things. In reality, she was wheelchair bound and never left the house. I have seen over the past few years how Dementia and Alzheimer’s can wreak havoc on a loved one and their family. It’s no joke but we are happy to have the funny and nice side right now. Lets hope this version sticks around for a while. You can find more stories about my grandfather on our Dementia Diaries page.
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