Saturday, October 22, 2011

There Ain't No Sanity Clause

Just a Couple a' Republicans!
I come from a very Marxist family - Harpo, Chico, Groucho, and even Zeppo!  One of our family's favorite movies is A Night at the Opera.  The first time I saw it, I laughed until I was crying.

One of the classic scenes in the movie is the discussion between Chico and Groucho about a contract for tenor, Ricardo.  They went through the party of the first part, ripping section after section out of the contract.  Finally they reached the Sanity Clause.  Chico's comment, "There ain't no Sanity Clause," is the stuff comic dreams are made of.

During the past year, the parents have been working on their wills, trust, powers of attorney, medical directive, etc.  About a month ago it came to my attention that it would be a good thing to have a physician sign off on the fact that both parents were 'in their right mind'.  I was a little annoyed at first, as was one of the attorneys they are working with.  But, it needed to be done.  (I will admit one of the reasons I pushed it is due to the research on a book I am doing about dealing with seniors and what their children need to know).

The reaction of their GP was a bit strange.  I was really ticked, thinking he was concerned I was trying to take advantage of the parents.  Come to find out, he'd never even thought of doing something like this, and was also experimenting on it. 

Lo and behold my father did better than my mother!  He ended up answering some of the questions posed to her!  She was quite pleased with that one, so they both passed the sanity clause.

Seriously, there is some evidence that the B-12 injections are working!  They say after 3 months, and the 3rd injection, you will know if they are going to have an effect. 

They are!

We still have problems with directions, and tiring in the evening.  But, the effects are obvious.  On Tuesday, Maggie was telling me she could tell a difference.

He is still furious that he can't drive.  That specific awareness is gone, so there is no way he can drive. He's ticked about that, but all in all,  his disposition is much better.

Maybe there is a Sanity Clause after all!

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Food Fight

When I Was A Few Days Old
We have a little problem.  APR wants Worcestershire Sauce on anything with meat!  There are times when he really doesn't want to eat beef unless he has it.  Sergio, at the little Mexican restaurant where we eat has gone so far as to keep a bottle for him.  When we eat at Cattle Baron, Heather automatically produces a bottle.  He always did drown everything in it, so why not be consistent.

Thursday, October 6, 2011


Trolling for Candy!
There is a dramatic change in my father when he is all sugared up!  We've discovered when he starts lagging a little, we hit him with some sugar, serious sugar, coffee, this sort of thing, and give him 45 minutes.  He perks up like crazy.

So, my mother decided to get him chocolate. 

That's where the problem is.  Whatever my father eats, Sadie eats.  She's in serious need of a diet, BTW.  If she's not careful, she won't be able to fit into her adorable new pink hoodie.   Well, every time APR hits the candy dish for chocolate, we are terrified he is going to give something to Sadie.  The other day my mother finally put up the chocolate.

He's doing fairly well.  I do think there is a difference with the B-12 shots.  We're having some short term replay, but not bad.  It is surprising how well he is doing.  There are times when he is driving my mother crazy.  She frets, constantly.  At night, he goes around checking all the doors, unlocking them!  I suggested she unlock them, then when he checks them, he locks them.  Last week, she had me take him with me to do some errands.  He wanted to nap while I was in the grocery store.  If she had known, I would have been in trouble.  I get all the way around to the veggies and he comes in, knows where I am, no problems!

I have this terrible feeling we're not giving him enough credit for things.  Jeff McClough warned me about this.  I've been so frantic about other things in life, I've not paid much attention to it.  I must start doing better.