My Family

[King Bob]

Had not considered that angle. I guess I'd make a poor evil genius. Or henchman even.

Best of luck.

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

Had not considered that angle. I guess I'd make a poor evil genius. Or henchman even.

Best of luck.

KB, don’t be so hard on yourself. I, for one, think you would make an *excellent* Henchperson.

[Greg]

At 3:20, I realized I was out of Fucks to give.

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

At 3:20, I realized I was out of Fucks to give.

After 60 years, it was a good run.

[Greg]

Those were just my daily FTGs.

[Greg]

Well that was a bad couple of days. I spent the last night trying to get her back into bed so the health care worker could clean her up. We eventually had to manhandle her out of the chair and into the bed. It appeared a giant bag of rats completely took over her thought processes for the evening.

She had an appointment with her psychiatrist on Thursday. He diagnosed her as having delirium which could last for weeks or months.

She got on the phone later that evening and convinced that person to call the Fire Department to come over and rescue her. Being rescued is a big part of her current fixations. It's all tied in with Little Red Riding Hood for some reason. She also believes her savior will be her great grandson, Jordan.

I'm going back up a week from Monday.

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

Yikes.

[Drunk Monk]

Time to take her phone access away.

[Greg]

Why does madness usually couple with a desire not to take the pills that might stop the madness.

[Drunk Monk]

That’s actually quite logical if you suffer from a paranoid delusion or bipolar syndrome.

[Greg]

And some days you get to have a meeting about committing your mother.

[Drunk Monk]

Been wondering when that shoe might drop.

In-person or telemeeting for you?

[Greg]

Telemeeting. Roberta will be there in person.

[Drunk Monk]

Oof. Good luck. 

Hoping for the smoothest outcome for you and your family.

[Greg]

Kaiser, in their infinite wisdom, have decided to send my mother home with a couple of new medications.