Alligators In The House

These are a few pictures my friend Mei sent.
She took a trip to Florida and saw A LOT of alligators.

I told her she was very brave to pick them up.






She said, "I only picked them up because their mouths were taped shut!"
I guess I hadn't looked that closely at the pictures.

I guess it takes a real man to take on an alligator without it's jaws clamped shut with duct tape.

SNF Outing

How the nurses run nursing homes in the UK.

It's a whole new meaning for the idea of hospital pass.

Mojitos

Jen signed the papers for her new house on Friday. So, we went out to celebrate.

This is what six millionaire mojitos look like.

Even though we're not millionaires, it doesn't stop us from drinking like we are.

Artwork

A couple of weeks ago, I took a few days off from work.
I just needed a break.
On one of those days, Briana and I took Dylan and Addie over to Color Me Mine.
Dylan loves to paint, so we thought he would enjoy it.


So, while Addison slept...

Dylan picked out a pretty cool airplane bank to paint.


It started out with yellow wings.


Then, the main body just had to be Dylan's favorite color, green.

What the heck! Let's paint the whole thing green!

We had to leave it at the store for them to "fire it up".



We went over to Islands and had lunch.

Addie slept.


A few days later, we went back to pick up it up.
Beautiful, isn't it?



The artist and his art.
And, Addie finally decided to wake up to see what the fuss was about.

Drilling

Could this be the reason they want more off shore drilling?

Not lower prices at the pump.

Just more money in the pockets of George W's friends.

Dog Day Afternoons

Spent the last few days over at Tom and Lisa's. They went to Hawaii for a short trip, so I got to house-dog-cat sit. I love it over there because they have cable. But, mostly I love to be there so I can be with Suzie.
We just laugh and laugh when we're together. :)

Overheard in the Therapy Room

Therapist: "I want you to name some things for me. Name three fruits."

Elderly Male Patient: "What do you mean?"

Therapist: "Well, I want you to think of the names of three fruits."

Patient: Long pause. "Well... Liberace is one."

5 weeks

Overheard in the Therapy Room

Every once in awhile you get a patient that can only be described as a character.
That would be my patient, Mr. McTrucker (not his real name, in case you might know him).

He's an old guy that came to the unit with a minor head injury from a fall.

He's bit older than this guy. But, not by much. You get the picture.

The nurses think he's just a dirty old man. The OT claims he's a grabber.
Maybe so.
But, the time I spend with him is not dedicated to helping him shower or toilet himself.

Happily, in my line of work, I can easily sit three feet away from him without the threat of the wandering hand.

I have to say, I like this kind of patient.
He's a bit grumpy, but not so grumpy he can't be sweet talked into doing some therapy.
Lucky for me, he does like to talk. Once you get him going.

Here are a couple of examples of our conversations:

Therapist: "Tell me a little about yourself."

Patient: "I don't know. Like what?"

Therapist: "Like are you married? Do you have children?"

Patient: "Honey, I've been married seven times. I was dumb enough to marry one of em twice! What a mistake that was."

Another session:

Therapist: "Do you live alone?"

Patient: "No, I live with my son and I have a lady that helps take care of me. I live over on Pine St. Did you see in the paper where there was a big sink hole? That's around where I live. We had to evacuate in the middle of the night. It was so cold outside, this lady cop let me sit in the back of her patrol car."

Therapist: "That was nice for you."

Patient: "Yeah, it was the first time I've been in the back of a patrol car without handcuffs on."

Therapist: "Been arrested before, have you? For what?"

Patient: "Mostly disorderly conduct."

Another session:

Therapist: "So in your travels, what's would you say is the most interesting state in the U.S.?"

Patient: "I liked Arkansas a lot. My truck broke down for a week there one time."

Therapist: "What did you do?"

Patient; "Honey, all I could and the easy ones twice."

I shoulda saw that one coming.

Another session:

Therapist: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Patient: "Hell no! Honey, I had to sleep alone last night. Those nurses don't care a thing about me. Sleeping alone. That's a hell of a way to treat an old man. It's just not right."

And the standard response every time I end the session:

Therapist: "Anything I can get you before I go?"

Patient: "Yeah. A good looking blonde."

The blondes get all the good ones.

On The Tricycle

Got to spend the evening with my boy last night while his folks and baby sister went shopping. Of course, I had to try out my camera. These are my favorite shots.