Mrs. Concern: "Oh NO! What will the neighbors think?!!!"
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Mrs. Concern: "Oh NO! What will the neighbors think?!!!"
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Mrs. Concern: "Oh NO! What will the neighbors think?!!!"
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Mrs. Concern: "Oh NO! What will the neighbors think?!!!"
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Questions? Comments? Biting sarcasm? Write to: pagingdrgrumpy [at] gmail [dot] com
Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
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18 comments:
I think they'll be wondering if your will and medical power of attorney are up to date.
that is EXACTLY what my mother would have said.
smiles, bee
LOL ~ My Mom too!!!
That's exactly what my mom (tried) to tell my Dad and sister when she had her stroke ... didn't want them to call 911 and have an ambulance come ...
There is social stigma attached to stroke? Who knew?
WTF? Hello, lady...
.... What will they think about WHAT, exactly?
Unfortunately 'what the neighbors would think' is why my grandmother didn't call an ambulance when my grandfather had his heart attack. Apparently having to move out of the neighborhood is better...
Um, that you poisoned him with Clorox, of course.
Sheesh. It's amazing the first thing that jumps to people's mind.
My FIL died of prostate cancer. He had waterworks problems for a long time but refused to be examined per rectum. At the bunfight after his funeral, a relation of his was remarking on his own problems with lymphoma. My MIL derided the gentleman afterwards, bragging that HER husband had nottalked about his health issues and was "a modest man". I was sorely tempted to remark that her husband had just died of modesty...
"Fear of being murdered by my husband is the only thing that keeps them from letting their dog shit all over our lawn. If we look weak, every dog owner within 20 miles is going to take advantage of us. This time next month, we won't be able to open our front door."
"Especially after I just sold them a case of Amway anti-stroke pills."
"The guy across the street had one last month, and now we'll just look like copycats."
"I hope he at least remembered to close the curtains this time."
In my neighbourhood the neighbours would think along the lines of what casserole should they make to bring over.
As a paramedic, I ran into this all of the time - what will the neighbors think with an ambulance in the driveway? Many requested, actually demanded, we not use the red lights and siren when responding. They would request this even when their loved one was unresponsive and in several cases was not even breathing. We, of course, did not honor their requests.
What a bizarre question! Who gives a crap what the neighbors think, it's your business and not theirs. It's a stroke, not a lovefest on the front lawn! Sheesh!
People are very strange. . .
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