You are both right. Age is a state of mind.
He's just feeling the frustration and not willing to give in yet.
He was born feet first and always on the run. Raced pushbikes, motorbikes, Boats, had caravans, boats, mobile homes etc. He could fix just about anything. He even made me a car from 3 donor cars. Now he cant screw a screw in.. but I still buy him is beloved masking tape. And he uses it everywhere. His wall under the window needs painting, so that in itself annoys him, having been both a car painter and House painter.. but he has agreed that they dont paint it, so he can carry on taping things with his tape. Ill be sending him off with a supply of masking tape.
And yes he was my Cake mixer. And he always spent time with his mother doing preserves and jams, pickles, pickled onions etc on the coal range. And it was he who polished my flash Vinal floors on his hands and knees.
He loves every second Thursday when they make pikelets.. Oh poop Ive just remembered that will be this coming Thursday, but I need him to see his Dr that day, so I can see her too. Cos Im seeing mine tomorrow, while she will be at the home.
Cant think of the Authors name at the mo, but I read a whole 7 book series back to front. Without knowing it was a set until about the third one.. but it worked fine back to front. I really enjoyed it.
Ive started my blanket. Have decided to just to 2 rows of each colour. And that way when I have it over me if I fold down a corner it will be like the other one I made, about 7ish years ago.
I have been thinking I could put the other one on the spare bed. The door is always closed. But Im ok with waiting for now. I want it on my old bed end bed.
Exactly.
MrP has died on the table to be brought back. He was having surgery on his foot. They didn't tell us why it took so long. But the next morning he woke up and couldn't understand why his chest was so sore.
When I took him back for a check up for his foot they then told us he had died on the table but they Jump started him again.
Im also sure he came close to dying many times before I put him in the home, he was so close to falling into diabetic comas that I would sit and watch for him to take his next or perhaps his last breath.
He's just feeling the frustration and not willing to give in yet.
He was born feet first and always on the run. Raced pushbikes, motorbikes, Boats, had caravans, boats, mobile homes etc. He could fix just about anything. He even made me a car from 3 donor cars. Now he cant screw a screw in.. but I still buy him is beloved masking tape. And he uses it everywhere. His wall under the window needs painting, so that in itself annoys him, having been both a car painter and House painter.. but he has agreed that they dont paint it, so he can carry on taping things with his tape. Ill be sending him off with a supply of masking tape.
And yes he was my Cake mixer. And he always spent time with his mother doing preserves and jams, pickles, pickled onions etc on the coal range. And it was he who polished my flash Vinal floors on his hands and knees.
He loves every second Thursday when they make pikelets.. Oh poop Ive just remembered that will be this coming Thursday, but I need him to see his Dr that day, so I can see her too. Cos Im seeing mine tomorrow, while she will be at the home.
Cant think of the Authors name at the mo, but I read a whole 7 book series back to front. Without knowing it was a set until about the third one.. but it worked fine back to front. I really enjoyed it.
Ive started my blanket. Have decided to just to 2 rows of each colour. And that way when I have it over me if I fold down a corner it will be like the other one I made, about 7ish years ago.
I have been thinking I could put the other one on the spare bed. The door is always closed. But Im ok with waiting for now. I want it on my old bed end bed.
(28-05-2023, 05:13 PM)Oh_hunnihunni Wrote: There is no such thing as old and useless. Even the most frail among us teach others about living a long life. And the old cliche about aging being a privilege - is absolutely true. Think for a moment how many we have outlived...
Exactly.
MrP has died on the table to be brought back. He was having surgery on his foot. They didn't tell us why it took so long. But the next morning he woke up and couldn't understand why his chest was so sore.
When I took him back for a check up for his foot they then told us he had died on the table but they Jump started him again.
Im also sure he came close to dying many times before I put him in the home, he was so close to falling into diabetic comas that I would sit and watch for him to take his next or perhaps his last breath.
They told me I couldn't, so I did.!!