Tuesday, August 4, 2015

The Great Escape (2015 not 1963)

Yesterday Grandpa decided he wanted to go for a walk which is usually fine.  BUT... I was in the middle of grilling dinner.  I brought him outside with me but he wanted to try the steps.  With the walker.  Without my help.  ("No, no, I'm good.")  Ummm.

We went back inside and I found a Giants baseball game for him and he seemed content.  For a few minutes.  I would run outside every 5 to 7 minutes for about 1 minute to flip the chicken.  I ran back in to find Grandpa using his walker inappropriately.


Grandpa, whatcha doin'?
I wanna go for a walk.
I know.  After dinner we can go.
Can't we go now?
I need to finish cooking, then we can go.
Oh.  I'll wait right here.
 


Now he is walking backwards to the door...
Very subtle Grandpa.



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