Caregiver Bloopers: Mom's Appointments, Vicodin, Viagra and Volkswagens

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Caregiver Bloopers: Mom's Appointments, Vicodin, Viagra and Volkswagens

MissAngie
English: Julio Iglesias English: Julio Iglesias (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


As a family caregiver you probably spend more time at your caree's hospital than they do. You are also wondering why a image of Julio Iglesias is on this post. Just keep reading. I hope this brightens your day and makes you laugh.

You are the one that has to go get medications when they run out. You have to take forms to the correct department. You have to resolve billing errors. You are also there for appointments with your caree. I bet the receptionists know you by name and the pharmacist waves at you as you come in.

I am married. I have been married for 23 years and plan to be married until Kingdom come. However, in my travels to my mom's geriatric department, I seem to have picked up some admirers. This disturbs me. I am there to have the doctor evaluate mom and get in and out of there without any incident.

Unfortunately an older gentleman who volunteers in the visitor center has started to bring me extra pill cutters when I come in. He sings "Besa me Mucho"

In a weird Julio Iglesias voice. He sits with me in the waiting area while my mom is gong to the bathroom for the 10th time before the appointment  even starts. He keeps inviting me to Indian bingo. I mentioned it to my mom's doctor. She thought it was so funny and said, "That's what happens when the other doctors give out too many Viagra prescriptions." No sympathy there. Oh Boy.

To make it worse my mom misses my dad and still doesn't remember that he passed away and tells the doctor that my dad is away on tour with his band. My dad was a musician and played saxophone.

By the time Mom finally comes out of her  appointment, Mom thinks the guy is in my dad's old band and that he is there to take her to one of my dad's shows. We go to the parking lot and him and Mom are singing old songs that only they know ever existed and I need my Vicodin pills and a margarita by then.

After two hours I am so ecstatic to see my Volkswagen. I just want to go home.

I have Mom wait by the curb and I tell her to wait with Julio  Iglesias  and I will be right back. I pull up and Mom thinks I wasn't at the appointment and starts explaining everything that happened while she visited with her doctor. I was in the room  with her but um...well I let her explain and I act like it is new information.

I have to laugh at all of this. So what if I indulge a harmless volunteer for a few  minutes and so what if Mom wants to think Dad is on tour. I think of him playing in a band in heaven so how is that any different? So I learned not to explain things to her . It makes things run much smoother. I also learned to just go along with things--truth is funnier than fiction.

I write my caregiver bloopers to give caregivers a laugh. Laughter is the best medicine. Until our next adventure, try to find something every day to laugh about.

Angela Holmes

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Denise

Hi MissAngie--Oh, my, I just love this story. Oh, my gosh, you really are along for quite a ride. :) I love how you become an observer in your day--taking note without taking offense. \r\n\r\nLooking forward to reading more bloopers.

MissAngie

Pegi,\r\n\r\nThe story about your grandmother is so funny. Thank You for sharing that. Have a good evening.

EllysGdaughter

Thanks MissAngie! I love your story! Last week I started to have the same mindset since our caree's have a reality all their own which doesn't hurt anyone else most of the time. It helps me to keep a smile reading your posts! Thanks again!