During my morning phone call with Mom, she told me about visiting Dad yesterday. They were sitting in one of the lounges as she was signing forms for the administrator, Karen; Dad was complaining because he couldn’t understand why she couldn’t stay with him overnight. So Karen said “Oh, she can. We have a hospitality suite if she wants to use it now and then.”
So Karen takes them up to view the room, and as they’re going up Mom tells Dad it’s probably just a single hospital bed but when they get there it’s a double bed. Dad turned and grinned.(If you’ve ever watched the Grinch Who Stole Christmas, you’ve seen Dad’s grin). And then he announced for everyone to hear “All I want is a little nookie.”
I couldn’t stop laughing. (Mom was laughing too.) I guess age, Alzheimers and three strokes can’t defeat those … um … urges.