A Fishy Tale

Fortunately Margaret soon forgot about my little outburst yesterday morning and we went out to lunch to the Noosa Bowls Club where Margaret had, her present favourite food, Sizzling Garlic Prawns. I think we got a different chef as they looked and, so Margaret said, tasted superb. She had a fresh green salad and some chips and demolished the lot. I had baked oven dory, a local fish, which was also great. The only thing about the lunch was Margaret's state of mind. She prattled on between mouthfuls about anything and everything but none of it making much sense. She informed me that people leave their wills here, that she was going to visit the man with the ring (one of her specialists, I think), she wanted to see the man in bare feet (a local jeweller who walks his dog most mornings with no shoes on and Margaret see him from her bedroom window) and, out of the blue, that she had to get home to feed the fish in her bedroom. I normally respond to Margaret's chatter with things like, “I didn't know that!, “You don't have an appointment with Dr. H today.” “C walked a bit earlier today.” but the fish flummoxed me.

After lunch she had a rest and I snoozed and then took Louis for his walk. During a light snack for our evening meal our daughter H phoned to see how we we getting on. I told her that Mum was rambling a bit and warned her about the fish. H decided to ask Margaret about it and was told not to be silly as we didn't have any fish. Their conversation went on for several minutes when Margaret decided to terminate it by telling H that she had to feed the fish in her bedroom! Helen asked what sort of fish it was was and was told it was black and tasted delicious. When I said good bye to H she asked if I was supplementing Margaret's diet by breeding Black Mollies and feeding them to her.. She also said that she had difficulty following Margaret's conversation and would phone back early today to see if she was more coherent.

Margaret watched TV for a while before going to bed at 9.00 pm and after the usual routine of settling her down she slept all night.

This morning I went shopping early and H phone while I was out so I don't know if Margaret is any more understandable today.