Showing posts with label For Grandpa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label For Grandpa. Show all posts

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Bribing Grandpa With Chocolate

I can't remember what I was going to write for my second blog today. So I figured I'd talk about my grandpa. Right now he is in a nursing home. We put him in there I believe it was the Monday after Thanksgiving. He was so upset. He had gotten to the point that he couldn't remember what his house looked like but remembered the address. But when he was brought to the new home, he knew it was not his home. So I was asked to visit him as often as possible.
The first day I went in, a nurse we'll call Betty, told me a that the previous day he called her into his room, it went something like this.
Betty: What's up Andy?
Andy: Look at it...
Betty: What? Don't you like your room?
Andy: My wife has the money and look how she decorates. Tell her to change it back!

There are special locks on the doors to the building so none of the elderly can escape. Betty was telling me how one day he walks into her office and casually says "these your keys?" She thought nothing of it and says "yes". She turned for a second and when she went to face him again he had her keys in his hand and was heading for the door. "where's your car?" He didn't get very far though, the lines at Cafe Rio move faster (well, maybe).
He apparently didn't have much of an appetite his first week there. He told a member of the staff that he couldn't finish his dinner. He wanted them to box it up and send it to Africa!
I got the idea of bribing my grandfather with Reese's Peanut Butter Cups in hopes he'll remember my name. I got this idea because Betty was telling me that one day she walked up to him and had said his name.
Andy: Who're you?
Betty: Don't you remember me? I was the one that gave you candy yesterday!
Andy: No... but do you have anymore?
An aunt of mine (Andy's oldest child) admitted to me yesterday that she is also starting to bribe him with chocolate. I know it's not healthy, but at this point, it's what makes him happy that matters. I had been telling people when they scrutinized this unhealthy routine "He's already on his way out... I'm just trying to help speed the process in a satisfying way!" He's the best grandpa ever with a great sense of humor and personality! I always have aspired to be 1/10th of what he is. I will definitely miss him when he's gone. But I won't be sad. He deserves his spot in Heaven.
(By the way, he played a part in the making of the television. Philo T. Farnsworth's wife wrote a book and mentioned my grandfather. I don't think he played a big role, but I still like to brag!)