"Y'all, what was that they used to send us to eat during World War II? Horse meat! Yeah, that was it." -- elderly lady sitting in a group in the lobby at Traceway as I was walking by.
A conversation I had with a 80 something year old patient yesterday.
Me: "Can I get you something to drink before I go?"
Pt: "Where can we go to have a cocktail?"
Me: "Well, can I get you some water?"
Pt: "What have you got to put in it?"
Last night Ava decided we should all be animals. Mama, you be a beaver. I'll be the duck. The next thing I know she comes running through the kitchen with only her shirt on. "Mama, ducks don't wear panties."
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I'm dying...this is all TOO funny!! Keep 'em comin', friend!!
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