Something My Mom Asked Me Today…
We’re in Milwaukee and having a wonderful time… even though I had an embarrassing moment. Tell you about that in a few.
The flight was uneventful. We got the rental car, a 2010 Ford Fusion. Had a great brekky with Becki, then over to Mom’s.
Where I — uh — had a repeat of a previous gastrointestinal incident that I wrote about yesterday. This time, it soaked through the pants and into the chair I was sitting on… something every adult child dreams of. Poopin’ on one of Mom’s chairs.
Of course, every boy can remember the first time he purchased adult diapers for himself. Today would be that day for me.
Muz asked why I write about stuff like that. I said it’s because I know I’m not the only person with Parkinson’s disease who has this trouble, but I am one of the few with a blog. And if I can make one reader who is suffering the same problem feel less alone, a little less “weird” about it, then I’m serving a higher purpose.
You get used to ’em after a while.