Sometimes when I get off the phone with her, my head actually spins. She changes mood faster than a girl changes clothes.
Granny, how are you?
Hi, Babe. Oh Honey, Granny’s no good. I haven’t been sleeping.
I’m sorry. You OK?
Oh I’ve got the acid reflux. I wake up and my chest is on fire. I’ve got medicine, but it ain’t no count.
I hear ya.
You scared me awhile ago when I called the home to talk to yer Mommy and you answered. It’s not like you to be there in the middle of the week. I just knew something was wrong.
No, It ‘s her birthday and I thought I should go see her. I got off work a few hours early.
Well it worried me. But you know your poor old Grandpa used to tell me I worry about things that will never happen. (Sniffle) I sure wish I could see your Mommy one more time before I leave this Earth. But, I know I won’t. (Sniffle) I’m just too old. But I won’t complain. God’s been good to me. I won’t complain.
It’ll be fine, Honey.
My stomach just hurts me so bad. I wish I could get my bowels to move. They seem to be stopped up.
Uh, OK. Have you taken anything?
I try but it makes me sick at my stomach. Do you still have problems with your bowels moving, Babe?
You know when you were little you had a terrible time. You’d sit on the pot and cry.
Really? I uh…
And then you’d pass a stool so big I’d have to cut it up with a coat hanger to get it to flush.
Jesus God, Granny. You did not! Are you sure that wasn’t Bubby?
No, Babe it was you. I told you not to eat all that cheese.
I don’t believe a word you’re saying.
Good, cuz I’m storyin’. Ha! Gotcha. But Babe you did eat too much cheese.