Thanks devilsmom , I visit them every weekend and pamper my Dad as much as I can, and do everything for my Mom to give him a break. My Aunt came to stay with them recently so he has plenty of help thank goodness.

Ok Gyps, I was shocked by your statement there for a minute. I'm over it now.
Thanks

No, I call that weird. How you gonna wear the same clothes every day. Oh by the way, I saw him today and he had on different clothes. Which one of ya'll told him I was talking about him.

How do these crazy people get to keep their jobs????

It amazes me how crazy people get away with being crazy at work.

I mean, leave crazy at home, go to work, act normal,
go home, and be crazy all you want.

Hey Devilsmom thanks for your prayers. I'll never forget that episode of The Sopranos when Tony was diagnosed with alzheimers. He called it a death sentence. It was then that I realized that this desease would ultimately take my Mother away from me. When I say people with it are reduced to nothing, I mean they lose their minds, their bodily functions, and eventually they forget who they are, let alone you. My Mom is probably mid to late stages and I'm seeing the rapid decline and it's so scary. She still is very aware of who we are and all thank goodness so I'm very grateful that is does not seem to be getting the best of her yet. My Dad is taking such good care of her every need and is so strong for all of us.

Thanks ya'll. I thought it was kinda cute too.

Serial killers and stabbings, omg,

My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken woman swigging her drink, as she sat alone at a nearby table.

My wife asks, "Do you know her?"

"Yes," I sighed. "She's my old girlfriend. I understand she started drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since."

"My God!" says my wife. "Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"

So you see, there really are two ways to look at everything ......

Donna. Omg, hairy bellies and pj's at work.

Oh boy Gyps, my Mother has alzheimers and no that's not a form of crazy, it's a form of losing everything about you that once was. Com'on now, you shouldn't be working with dementia patients if you're asking that question. I think you were probably joking, but when a loved has alzheimers and you see them reduce to nothing, it ain't a laughing matter.

So Deana, what is it that you are reaching for in mid air anyway.

Well, seems not many of us have any crazy people at work to talk about.

No wonder some jobs are boring. They need to hire more crazy people to keep the sane entertained.

I think I'll put that in the suggestion box tomorrow.

Yea, so, I like crazy people who make me laugh.

How do you think I got that smile on my face.

Oh yea, thas right, I'm smilin Bob's wife.

Awh, this is the sweetist topic I've seen on JSH.

Good luck mach.

What you don't like it when people say nice things about you?
Smatter witcha?

Well, it's Wednesday and I still got no date.

That's ok thump, we love you anyway.

Why yes I did. I just love it when people refer to me as Smilin Bob's wife.

See, I'm not talking about the good crazy, I'm talking about the bad crazy. Crazy like people walk around talking to themselves, or reaching for stuff that ain't there, or laying out in the grass in a swimming suit at lunch time, etc.

msn, that hospital sounds like an insaine asylum.