I feel like I’m in a bazaar play-
As I wake each morning to start the day!
I’m on automatic pilot, setting up breakfast at nine-
I try to sleep in knowing the day is not mine!
First I make his coffee in that ol’ dingy white pot-
Coffee-3 scoops, sugar-2 lumps, water-5 cups, heat until hot!
We have orange juice, cereal & Dan Active is a must-
Sometimes a chocolate croissant or a donut to bust!
Then there are his pills, his patch & eye drops-
One glass of water & the rest of the day he is tops! (sort of 🙂
When asked to use deodorant or to brush his teeth-
He “already did that” & to ask again, to him it is beneath!
Getting dressed is (very much) a challenge to him-
He tries to do it himself but sometimes back on go his PJ’s-
I guess on a whim?
He then goes out on the porch & on it he will sit-
We turn on the T.V. but he does not watch it.
The morning is complete, it’s almost time for lunch-
Except on Sundays when we go to church & than brunch!!