Friday, May 7, 2010
Aaargh! Aarrrgh! AAAARRRRRRR! Grrrr!
No it's not Talk Like a Pirate Friday.
Mum was to have a test this morning at Pathology where she had to remember not to eat breakfast.
Yesterday I put signs on everything. The jug. The fridge. The food cupboard. DO NOT EAT.
I arrived to collect her at 9 a.m. and she wasn't out the front with her coat, scarf, hat and umbrella as usual when she knows I'm picking her up.
So I rang the mobile phone and she answered very groggily.
I said "I'm here to take you for your test. You didn't have breakfast did you?"
She did. I went inside and showed her all the signs I had put up. She said, "I don't bother to read signs in the morning when I get up, I just want to eat."
I don't know how I am ever going to get her to do this 6-hour fasting test. It's not going to work.
If she'd agree to spend the night at my house it would be OK, I think - though every time I heard her getting up I'd have to get up too and guard the fridge. But she won't agree to stay with me at all.