Instead of hating it, build a tolerance to it
I'd rather hate humidity...and I do.
“Hello!” she said cheerfully, “I’m just waiting for someone to open my garage door.”
Oh now she wants to be nice. Typical.
This old woman has dementia? My dad had it and it was quite stressful on me if I'm totally honest.
They actually say, it can be worse for those around the dementia sufferer themselves and I can attest to that. It's a terrible thing, but fortunately my father did get aggressive and nasty like often happens, he just couldn't remember things or remembered them completely wrong, events all merging in together. He would have hated living like that, if he was able to understand what was wrong with him and that he actually was. It was rather shit seeing him like that and now, well I miss him, but he doesn't have to live like that anymore.
Also...he didn't like the humidity either.
I'm guessing based on how loopy she was, and a complete reversal of her normally hostile personality, that she has dementia, but I don't have any further knowledge of her. I heard she has one son that doesn't care an ounce for her. Honestly, based on how she has acted for the last ten years, I can see why. Surely there is more to the story that I do not know about though. If she does have dementia and it has resulted in her being nicer...that is probably a blessing in disguise. In regard to that, I have a friend who never knew her dad well - he was always very distant. She thinks he had a lot of anxiety and emotional issues. Well, he has dementia, and now those issues have resolved. He has a close relationship with her despite his memory problems. Kind of crazy how sometimes it works out in people's favor.
I'm sorry your dad's did not work out in his favor. I'm sure you are right about the people around the sufferer suffering the most. So sad. I'm sure he was a wonderful, strong person like you.
But clearly both of you needed to spend a few summers here and build up your humidity levels until you reached full tolerance. Just think of all that good sweat leaching out the toxins :)
It could be that she's just a bitter old woman, but if she has dementia it would explain some of the behaviour I guess. It was really difficult for me to understand sometimes, knowing my dad as I did; he would have been mortified had he known. But he really wasn't too bad considering what some others are like with it.
It's interesting about your friend's relationship and a little sad that it took her father to virtually check out for their relationship to become more solid; but yes, a blessing in disguise.
Thanks for your kind words Gin, I appreciate it...but you have no chance of acclimatising me to humidity...but...if you're making the cookies I'd make it work, despite the fact I'd probably melt away completely.
There are always cookies in this house. Always :)
Now you've gone and done it, you said the magic words.