[ArGee]

I’m glad your neighbor is lucid.

With my F-I-L it would have been:
So this is how you use it.

OK. Did you hear from your sister?

Not recently.

OK. What’s that stuff over there?

That’s the diatomaceous earth. This is how you use it.

OK. So, you didn’t hear from your sister?

No, Dad.

Well, I’m not going to worry about it. So, what’s that stuff over there?

And so on.

[Monkey Face]

Oh, wow. I’m so sorry, ArGee. Sometimes, it’s tough to have old folks around.

The daughter seems to think I’m frail and can’t get around well, just because no one sees me. I had to reassure the neighbor that what was wrong with me was not A. catching, nor B. terminal.

She thinks I’m the best thing since sliced bread, bless her old heart.