What Fun
I have become what is generally referred to as a ‘care-giver’. That is the vital password to get anyone to explain to you what in hell is going on.
It is an interesting field. On Saturday I was at what amounted to a graduate seminar on bowel movements. I now know more about them than Thomas Crapper did when he was installing his new and improved ‘water closet’ for London’s elite during the reign of Queen Victoria. His plumbing fixtures were actually a status symbol, and people would mention that they had a ‘Crapper’, the best that money could buy.
Next up is properly describing urine, so I don’t sound like a rookie. Apparently quantity, color, clarity, and ‘bouquet’ are all important to know. Not much different than wine, when you think about it, which I really don’t want to do.
I already hired two people, but everyone says I need to get a third. We’ll see.
This is going to be a long-term operation, but things will reach a level of normalcy, as everyone keeps telling me.
March 16, 2014 8 Comments
