--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "seventhray27" <steve.sundur@...> wrote: > > > My dad had a spell in the nursing home before he died. Of course I was > glad that he was able to go home after a few months. But I would go to > join him and his table for dinner, or a visit most every night. He > would say I didn't need to come, but what he didn't realize was that I > really loved being there, at least at his table. It was he, two other > guys and a very remarkable lady. I would alway gently try to coax some > stories out of them, especially her. Good times for me.
You are good man Steve. You can come and visit me in the nursing home any day. > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, doctordumbass@ <no_reply@> > wrote: > > > Barry's just doing his old transference number. He is plainly afraid > of his behavior in his last days. I have met many, many old people, as I > both worked in a nursing home, and visited frequently when my dad was > dying. The ones afraid of death will often latch onto a target in their > last days and harp on it, unceasingly, no matter what it is. Eventually, > the ability to distinguish between what is real, and what is twisted by > their hidden fears, becomes lost. > > >
