You are such a pleasant person.
During the same time that I described, let's add my wife having a still birth to the equation - OK.
Holy cow - you got yourself a Reality TV Show right there!
Cheers! (and "Yikes!"

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Yeah, I know.
My mother is like Tony Soprano's except she didn't put a hit out on me. After being put in a nursing home, by yours truly, if she had some Chi-Town Polish Goomba's visiting her she might have...
At 83, she told me the worst mistake she ever made in her life was adopting me.
BTW - While sitting in a wheel chair she's tried to hit & kick me and spit at me. NOT Alzheimer's either. No capacity for joy. - Just lots good ole hate.
That's why I'm so pleasant...LOL
I see her every week and feed her because she's a now a quadriplegic. A fvcking angry one. Can't talk very well now, thank god. You know what it's like feeding angry quad that can cough and spit food on you?
Not too long ago she actually asked for shooting gloves. The kind where the trigger finger comes off. (Not kidding) I'm like ok yeah sure. Looking in her coat closet for something long wrapped in a sheet. (Now kidding) I'll get you that and the Gloria Vanderbilt perfume too. (They bathe her and brush her teeth once a week whether she needs it or not.)
She loves to have "Lorna Dune" cookies at night before bed.... I call them "Dorna Lunes".... LOL
Hah, ha...
Yah, I like being a dyck too.
The United States Marine Corps trained me well.