2011
- January 20 Email to Anita and Brother Elmer
Good Morning
I thought I would share
a little bit of laughter this morning. I was going to the grocery as soon as
mother had taken her medicine and lain down. I had her in bed, tucked in, and
turned out the light. As I left the room my feet got tangled in her oxygen line
and I fell down.
Mother started, “Ann!
Ann! Are you okay?” To myself I’m thinking okay I don’t want to upset mother
anymore than I have to; the fall was enough. So I told her it would take me a
few minutes to get to my feet, not to worry just give me a minute to see if I’m
hurt and could she reach the touch light to turn that on.
She turned the light on
and about that time she started laughing and said “This reminds me of that time
we both fell on ice going in the door coming home from church. Ann, are you all
right? And by that time I was laying right along beside you.” When she said
that I started laughing so hard I couldn’t get up at all.
So here we were, her in
bed not able to help if I needed it, and me laughing so hard I couldn’t help
myself. She said, “Well, my button won’t
help from way up here in Stanton from Elizabethtown and the phone is way in the
living room, so we are really in trouble birdsong!” More laughing at ourselves
until we were both weak.
When I finally got my
breath between laughs I told her I had my cell phone in my pocket and I could
call Teri to let the paramedics in if we needed them. That brought on more laughter
until we were both almost crying.
Anyway, I’m a little
bruised but no broken bones and mother and I had a short walk down memory lane.
Laughter is a good medicine after all.
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