Curtis: How many people are comin’ to this thing?
Me: The rsvps say 53.
Curtis: WOW.
Me: I don’t know why I do this to myself.
Curtis: you’re a lunatic. You’ve always been that way.
Me: (dying laughing)
Curtis: I don’t know why you’re laughing. You’re the only person I know who would have 53 people at a 4 year olds birthday.
Me: go big or go home, dad.
Monday, August 20, 2018
Monday, June 18, 2018
I hate hospitals
Things have been very tense since Friday. There are a lot of details that I will spare you readers, but we had a big scare. So big, I thought I'd had my last conversation with Curtis. He was non-responsive until about 8:00 pm last night. Completely non-responsive. Things like feeding tubes, life support and hospice were all discussed. Then things changed...
This conversation took place while Curtis has a C-PAP machine strapped to his face:
Nurse: Curtis can you hear me? Can you wake up for me?
Curtis: I'm awake!
Nurse: Do you know where you are?
Curtis: I'm in the hospital.
Nurse: Good. Do you know your last name?
Curtis: (indistinguishable)
Nurse: (yelling) Do you know your last name?
Curtis: (yelling back) HOLLOWAY! I want some water!
Nurse: I can't give you any water unless you stay awake. Do you know what year it is.
Curtis: This is some bullshit.
Nurse: Do you know what year it is?
Curtis: I'm not answering any more questions until I get some water.
Nurse: Do you know who the president is?
Curtis: *&#$&@*) This isn't Nazi Germany. I'm done.
This conversation took place while Curtis has a C-PAP machine strapped to his face:
Nurse: Curtis can you hear me? Can you wake up for me?
Curtis: I'm awake!
Nurse: Do you know where you are?
Curtis: I'm in the hospital.
Nurse: Good. Do you know your last name?
Curtis: (indistinguishable)
Nurse: (yelling) Do you know your last name?
Curtis: (yelling back) HOLLOWAY! I want some water!
Nurse: I can't give you any water unless you stay awake. Do you know what year it is.
Curtis: This is some bullshit.
Nurse: Do you know what year it is?
Curtis: I'm not answering any more questions until I get some water.
Nurse: Do you know who the president is?
Curtis: *&#$&@*) This isn't Nazi Germany. I'm done.
Curtis is famous for his non-cooperation with the people trying to save his life. But overall, any day he goes home from the hospital is a good day.
Saturday, January 27, 2018
Smoking
Curtis has smoked since he was 13 or 14. He's now 76. He's done it his whole life with the exception of about 3 years. I have spent a large part of my life devoted to the battle to get him to quit. It hasn't exactly worked out. I called him this afternoon and we found ourselves back on the topic of smoking...
Me: You're not smoking in the house are you?
Curtis: Naw.
Me: Because I thought I heard the flick of a lighter the other day when we were on the phone.
Curtis: Huh. I don't know what I was doing. I go out in the garage now.
Me: Really?
Curtis: Yeah. I got a heater out there. I tell you what, it really cuts down on my smoking.
Me: Well that's good.
Curtis: A pack of cigarettes will last me two days now.
Me: Well that's something.
Curtis: I'll quit one of these days.
Me: Dad, lets just be real. I think we all need to accept the reality that you are never going to quit.
Curtis: Hm. Yeah I guess you're right. Still, I might quit one day.
Me: You're not smoking in the house are you?
Curtis: Naw.
Me: Because I thought I heard the flick of a lighter the other day when we were on the phone.
Curtis: Huh. I don't know what I was doing. I go out in the garage now.
Me: Really?
Curtis: Yeah. I got a heater out there. I tell you what, it really cuts down on my smoking.
Me: Well that's good.
Curtis: A pack of cigarettes will last me two days now.
Me: Well that's something.
Curtis: I'll quit one of these days.
Me: Dad, lets just be real. I think we all need to accept the reality that you are never going to quit.
Curtis: Hm. Yeah I guess you're right. Still, I might quit one day.
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