Week 18 – Tuesday
Welcome to SeniorVu’s daily ‘flash fiction’, with the continuing saga of Mary Lu at the Vu. Mary Lu is a 78-year old fictitious resident of a fictitious senior living community called Hickory Hills View (a.k.a. The Vu). Every night, while her husband Bobby (he’s fictitious too) sleeps next to her, she sends her sister Carolyn (yup, fictitious) an entertaining email updating her on the day. These are her stories. We hope they become as addictive as your morning cup of coffee.
Disclaimer: Even though these stories may sound familiar to your community, the story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this series are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.
So. Bobby does not have a sense of humor.
I left the sample pack of little blue pills on his nightstand. He found them when he woke up.
“What the devil is this?”
When I explained I was just making plans for Valentine’s Day – he got downright mad about it. Bobby — a man in his eighties who has never had any sort of need for pharmaceutical help in the bedroom — sure was sensitive about it.
“It’s just a joke,” I tried to explain. “These were free. Noreen has a million of ‘em.”
“Save this garbage for someone who needs it.”
And he got dressed and went to the driving range.
“Men sure are touchy about their, you know,” I told Angela, Jackie and Noreen at lunch.
“Leaving them for him was a little emasculating,” Jackie offered.
“But it was a joke. It would be like buying him ‘Golf for Dummies’.”
She advised me not to do that either. She said Bobby’s ego had already taken a blow when we had to take his keys away last fall. I shouldn’t imply he had performance issues, too.
While I was planning damage control, Noreen was making the rounds. She told me she had already distributed nearly her entire supply of arthritis medication and was almost out of the reflux drug.
She said when word got around that she had some blue pills, she had a few special visitors.
“Joe Barton stopped by last night with a bottle of wine and a big smile on his face,” she said. “I told him he could have some pills, but he would only be getting them to go. For cryin’ out loud, the man just celebrated his 100th birthday!”
(He’s only 95, but anyway…)
“I have no desire to do that with someone older than prohibition,” Noreen continued. “I told him exactly where he could stick his wine.”
She said Joe helped himself to three sample packs and left.
Anyway, I clearly have some repair work to do with Bobby. I hope he’ll settle down so we can have a pleasant Valentine’s Day.
I’ll let you know.
LuP.S. To catch up on all of my previous Mary Lu at The Vu posts, click here to go back to Day 1.