(Mike) Max is back in the hospital. While we got a handle on his pain, it turns out his nausea got out of control.
It has been an interesting couple of days. Max has been having some interesting revelations and walks along memory lane. We were talking about games he played at the mall--Wheelchair game, April's pick a hottie, etc. Max can put me into hysterics with his observations. I remember the banter between him and April and just laugh and laugh. JoAnn was overwhelmed by the way they address each other. Too funny.
Another memory was triggered by a song. I remember walking into my house in Macon and hearing some god awful banshee bellowing throughout the entire house. I walked up to the stereo and clicked it down about 2000 notches. I asked what the HECK! Max was looking at me like I was berserk. He said you should know Ethel! I still laugh at how direct and blunt the way he said it. Many warnings have been given from me to other people when asked to play some music. Max has excellent taste in music but there is always the one thing that keeps it from pure perfection--Ethel. UGH the times I have been tortured!
I bought Max a book: "Being dead is no excuse" It is about planning a Southern funeral. Humorous. Satire. Amy was a bit appalled at my choice, but I thought it was appropo. Max read it and it compares Baptists, Methodists, Episcopals, and some Presbyterians in the LA-Miss-AL area. It is mainly a cookbook on what people prepare and how Southerners approach funerals. Very interesting quick read.
Please keep Max in your thoughts. He has been reading your comments, he just has not had the concentration to write lately.
Recommendation: Get your important papers organized. I have been having a tough time collecting together some documents for Max. I am the worst pack rat, but I reach a point where I organize it and shred the rest. Some things I have found through this experience that are necessary...Bank account numbers, Insurance papers, Investment numbers. Try to create some sort of filing that allows quick reference for family members.
"Everyone needs to steal a bit of something from someone they love"--Deloris Herbig Dead Like Me
I hope they get a handle on your nausea! Ugh...no pun intended.
You are in my thoughts!!!
Keep smiling when you can!
Posted by: Sarah HB | September 24, 2005 at 04:47 PM
Hi Max,ans Mike !
Hope the laughter dampens the nausea at least some of the time.
Thinking of you.
x
Posted by: Emma | September 24, 2005 at 04:58 PM
Just for the record, it's "Spot A Hottie" and I learned it (among many other important things) from Max himself. Please give him tons of extra love from me. I miss him so much and am devastated that I am unable to travel at this point. Thanks for taking such good care of my Max.
Love, April
Posted by: avril | September 24, 2005 at 06:26 PM
Hi Mike! Thanks so much for keeping us up to date. You are a lovely person and Max is so lucky to have you around.
Hi Max! That book "Being Dead is no Excuse" should include a chapter on how Baptists are buried with a bucket of fried chicken to take to the after life. Tee hee! Seriously though, I send my love to you and Mike and wish you well.
Posted by: Bonnie (Boy George Girl) | September 26, 2005 at 04:29 PM
Hi Mike! Thanks so much for keeping us up to date. You are a lovely person and Max is so lucky to have you around.
Hi Max! That book "Being Dead is no Excuse" should include a chapter on how Baptists are buried with a bucket of fried chicken to take to the after life. Tee hee! Seriously though, I send my love to you and Mike and wish you well.
Posted by: Bonnie (Boy George Girl) | September 26, 2005 at 04:29 PM
Thanks Mike. You are a gem! Max is very lucky to have you around.
And Max! Max...Max...Max...Amanda's going to take one of Dory's orange kitties and guess what she's naming it (my suggestion) - Max! Mainly because he's tenacious and stubborn. Of course the other orange kittie is Rocky. They are two peas in a pod. I'm going to have to work on Bashful though (can you guess why he's called that?) Keep laughing my friend. Pull out all those memories and laugh.
Love you Max! You too Mike!
Posted by: Kathy | September 27, 2005 at 02:41 PM
In preparation for the hurricane that luckily missed Houston, I was clearing things off of some shelves near vulnerable windows. I've had this art work that you did, Max, for probably about 10 years. I thought you might like to see it, as I'm sure you've completely forgotten about it. I've put it on a web-page ( http://home.earthlink.net/~rdangelo713/pix/ ) so that others can see too. (I hope you don't mind.)
Anyway, I was also thinking about some of your other creative endeavors: the slip-cover business, the clever name of which I currently forget (the only two completed products: your own slip covers and business cards--hey some start-ups never even get that far! haha); the book of Max-ims (a lot of them were very clever...I wonder if you kept that book?); most recently the knitting (I'm surprised I never got a tp-cozy in the mail). I'm sure others can add to the list of your tireless creative genius. ;-)
Posted by: Robert | September 27, 2005 at 08:35 PM
Robert, I've only heard of this one from Max himself, but how about "Paint It White" and "Put It on Casters" inspired by an issue of Martha Stewart Living back in the 90s in FLA? I'm sure it was something to see. Also, when we lived togehter Max would declare "we need more art!" and promptly create whatever was needed (some better than others....) His creativity knows no bounds. And yes, I have seen the Book of Max-ims in the last few years~excellent bedtime reading!
Posted by: avril | September 27, 2005 at 10:00 PM
Hahaha, no, I don't recall the Martha inspiration, but they sound great, especially when combined. "Paint it white AND put it on casters."
Posted by: Robert | September 28, 2005 at 12:06 PM
I think someone needs to break out the "Connie Casserole" recipe, Max. What good is a Southern Cookbook without THAT one, for petesakes. Good Grazy!! ...Decker or Don will HAVE to come out their chef's retirement. Then Don can whip up a Slimfast mocha pie while he's in the kitchen.
xx oo
Posted by: Lisa | September 29, 2005 at 11:13 AM