I had no idea the elderly could be so entertaining! I am not the usual sort of patient at my opthamologist's office - most of the patients have me beat by 40 years or more, and John's reminder the day before my appointment was to bring his mother in.
Ha. Ha. Very funny.
Anyway, we arrive and this elderly gentleman is looking for a pair of glasses. Apparently he thinks his wife left them on the ninth floor at her previous appointment and the receptionist (bless her patient soul) had to tell him 10 times where to go (the ninth floor? yes, ninth floor. the sixth floor? no, the ninth floor. Can you call down? The glasses are white. I already called down. Oh, do you think I should go down there?) Meanwhile, he leaves and his wife is wheeled out to the waiting area. Where's your husband? Oh, I don't know, he likes to walk around I guess.
I don't know if he ever found his glasses...
Later, a man who looked to be in his nineties was wheeled in by a lovely, slim, elderly woman, presumably his wife. Immediately, a third old man who'd been bickering with the woman he was with, jumps up, saying "oh, look at you, you're gorgeous! how'd you get so lucky, man, she's gorgeous!" The husband just smiled, nodded and said he was lucky. The old man wouldn't give up, saying "wow! how long have you been married? some guys have all the luck, I'm so jealous!" It was beginning to get awkward, but the husband just smiled and said they'd been married 68 years. Holy shit! The old guy thought that was great and went on and on, while his companion just smiled and made small talk.
I had my appointment, and when I was checking out, it turned out we were all back in the waiting room together again. The nutty old guy was still gushing about this gorgeous woman who had to be at least 88, when finally her husband says, "listen, fella, you got a beautiful wife of your own, there!" with a big smile, gesturing toward his companion. Nutty guy says, "who her? that's my sister and I hate her!"
