... the lady with the food cart needed to use the elevator so she went in first, then me - but another couple was afraid to get in. I told them there was plenty of room and they finally entered the elevator for a one floor ride.

The Lady confessed she was worried about our combined weight being too much for the elevator but she and her companion were not heavy so I looked at them and the now almost empty cart and told her the cart should be pretty empty of food by now.

She said to me, "yes - but you're tiny!" Heheheheh. I looked down at myself, said that I wasn't always tiny and just wished them all a great day. A one floor ride doesn't take long.

Heheheheh - still grinning over that one! Me? Tiny? Who woulda ever thought?!

**P.S. Pop opted to remain in hospital for the last treatment - WooHoo! Bless his heart, he has been so stressed over a "problem" that has developed with him staying clean - we discussed Depends and last night I finally found out why he hadn't divulged his "secret" to anyone, not even doctors. *sigh* He thought I would put him in a nursing home.

I told him that needing to use Depends is no reason to be put into a nursing home. I felt so badly for him - this must have been plaguing him for some time now and he was so afraid to say anything.

Communication is very important. I am only sharing his problem in case someone reading this is in a similar situation.

The need for something like Depends is so NOT a serious problem! From the time he put on the first one - he quit stressing and didn't have an accident!

Stress is a killer!