The Screaming Lady

As George and I were about to enter Jim & Nick’s Bar-B-Q, a man came out pushing an old lady, presumably his mother, in a wheelchair. As he wheeled her through the door, she let out such a terrified scream we stopped in our tracks, not knowing if she was about to fall out of the chair or was at the point of death. We had no idea what to do.

Then she shouted, “It always jumps up at me!”

I looked around anxiously. What jumps? The sidewalk? The outdoors?

Did she just get new glasses or was Alzheimer’s involved? Whatever it was, it didn’t seem to bother her son, who continued on towards their car. He was apparently accustomed to such behavior. And the lady—well, she quickly got over it and seemed oblivious to everyone around her.

I laughed later about the scream, prompting George to tell me not to poke fun at the infirm. I wasn’t poking fun, but was enjoying a vision of me as that very old woman, screaming indiscriminately.

And not giving a rip what anyone thinks.

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