Crazy Is As Crazy Does
I'm home in Pennsylvania right now for "business", as my mother calls it. Today, while I was recovering from a stressful morning that I'm sure I'll tell you about later, my cousin Loretta calls to ask if my grandfather ever had hallucinations before he died. She's asking this because my great aunt, who is near death, is hallucinating that there are men in the ceiling. For the record, I, too often hallucinate that there are men in my ceiling, but it's usually after watching porn. Or "Supernatural."
Anyway, here was the follow-up conversation.
Anyway, here was the follow-up conversation.
Me
So, did Pap ever hallucinate right before he died?
My Mom
Sure. He hallucinated that there were little people, and they were coming out of the baseboards. And he was convinced that they were having sex underneath the floor boards.
Me
Good to know I'm not the only crazy one in this family.
So, did Pap ever hallucinate right before he died?
My Mom
Sure. He hallucinated that there were little people, and they were coming out of the baseboards. And he was convinced that they were having sex underneath the floor boards.
Me
Good to know I'm not the only crazy one in this family.
Labels: family, western PA



