It's all about me......

Just sayin, this is how the mind of a 93 year old works.  Very much like a toddler.  "I want what I want when I want it!"  Tonight I drag home from work (6:30am to 5:30pm...it's a long day), change clothes (it's 95 degrees out so I throw on my nightie and robe) and try to come up with something for dinner.  It's slim pickins here at the Simmons place, just because we've been too busy to grocery shop, but I scrounge around and finally come up with a meal plan.  Moments later, here comes Gramma, shuffling into the kitchen with her walker and wants to know if Brad is home yet.  "No," I reply, having just called him on the job site (now 6:15) and his response was that he'd be home by 7:00..."Well, he was supposed to pick up my medications today at Walmart."  I ask, "why didn't you call me and I would've gotten them on my way home from work?"" Well", she says, "he was going to be going that way anyway today" (ummm, which way is THAT way?).. I tell her," he won't remember to pick those up.  You need to call me with errands like that." She still doesn't get that he is not the person he used to be.  His memory is almost nonexistent when it comes to short term stuff. And WHY, dear Lord, does she wait til the last day to call in her refills when she sits in her chair day after day doing absolutely nothing????  At dinner (finally at 7:00) she asks about her prescriptions.  He stares at her blankly (like wtf are you talking about), then offers to get them tomorrow.  Oh no, gotta have them tonight.  She's run totally out!  Need that tramadol!  He gets up from dinner and off he goes.  She shuffles back into the kitchen and says, "he's SO tired tonight. I feel bad making him go."  This is where I raise my voice (not quite to the outside voice level) and reiterate that she needs to call ME for things that she needs, OMG! She never hears ANYONE come into the house EVER, but the second he walks in with the goods, she comes rolling down the hallway to retrieve her precious pills.  And then, just like a child, wants him to open them, because they do have childproof lids!