Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Monologue Mania Day #483 The Wife (for Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger June 10, 2015

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Monologue Mania Day #483 The Wife  by Janet S. Tiger  June 10, 2015
                                  The Wife
                                         (for Caregivers Anonymous)
                           A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved  2015                                                                             

          (She comes in front of the group with a look of complete contempt, sits in the wheelchair, then stands)

I can't sit in this - because I have to help the person who sits in this.  That would be, James, my husband.  And I, I am....(says this almost spitting it out)....I am....THE WIFE.

Who needs a name when I am already categorized as...THE WIFE!

Of course I have all the papers and the essential cards and the medical history because I am....say it with me folks!...THE WIFE.

         (The others join her and cheer her on)

If there's a mistake and we are late for the appointment because we are sent to the wrong floor, it's not the fault of the person on the phone who gave me the incorrect information, it is MY FAULT because I am......(whispers)....the wife.

And everyone expects me to know all the details about all the doctors and the future appointments and what medicines are being taken and what the complete Encyclopedia of Medical Terms is - in three different languages.....because I AM THE WIFE!

And the terribly frightening thing is....I do know all these things.....

The one thing I would like is if someone would me by MY name for a that would be a memorable moment.

         (She turns to leave stops, looks back)

Of course, the scary part is....sometimes....I can't remember my own name!  So when someone asks me who I am....I just say.....I am....

        (She raises her hands to the group and they join her)


        (They applaud as lights go to spotlight, then black.  Not the end of this little problem)
Janet S. Tiger    858-736-6315
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8


1 comment:

Jennifer Silva Redmond said...

Very touching. I like the moments of humor, too. Like life!