I once described my Mom, Elizabeth Regan Michaels, as a cross between Princess Grace and Gracie Allen. Like Her Serene Highness, Mom is a lady: polite, articulate and very intelligent. She does have a very silly side, and can be quite irrational, just like Gracie Allen.
Once she's in the hospital, Mom becomes all Gracie. Part of it is called 'hospital psychosis' and commonly affects senior citizens--Mom's 83. She's been seeing things invisible to me, and her other three daughters. There was a mouse on a mauve carpet. She and the mouse were going to take a carpet ride to Mom's house in Amagansett. Out of the blue, she asked me for a piece of cheese. I replied 'you are in a cardiac unit, so cheese is not on the menu'. Mom said ' I just want a good piece of French cheese to cover my feet'. At this point, I was so tired, that I replied "Brie or Camembert?"
Then I wondered. What if Mom is correct? There are mice who fly around on mauve carpets, and she and the mouse have flown to Amagansett. Suppose hers' is the real world.\
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You are a riot!!
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