Posted by HisHughness on 10/18/13 10:12am Msg #488599
High-kicking all the way to the grave
Got a call last night. An elderly woman (actually, only 71, five years younger than me) had just been taken by ambulance to a hospice and possibly would not make it through the night. She needed a will and a POA notarized.
So, went in, signer was alert but weak. Not only alert, but still full of P&V. She was insistent that she wanted her beer. Relatives finally got consent to get her one can today, but, as a daughter pointed out, the hospice did not specify the <size> of the can: It could be 40 ounces.
On the way out, I told her, "Judy, I may come back tomorrow and have a beer with you."
"Okay," she replied, "but nothing hinky."
That's my kind of woman. Well ... don't know about the "no hinky" restriction, but otherwise, she and I were soulmates.
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