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Monologue Mania Day #820 The Fallen (for Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) May 12, 2016
(for Caregivers Anonymous)
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger (c) 2016 all rights reserved
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger (c) 2016 all rights reserved
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(An older man stands and takes the wheelchair, he has a Southern accent)
Boy, a lot of new faces for me! I know I missed a few meetins....
(The others laugh and shout at him)
All right, maybe a coupla years of meetins! But I had to go back home and take care of all those little details that you need to take care of .....when somebody dies......
(The others offer condolences)
That's all right......I'm almost over it......just came back, because I wanted to do what so many members here do.......come back and help those still in the trenches....am I right?
(Cheers)
As some of you might remember, I am HIV positive now for over 20 years, amazin right?.....and Nate never got HIV from me, he was clean, we were careful...careful!...........(getting annoyed) ....and then he had to go up on that ladder, because God forbid!.... he did not want to ever appear like a sissy, even though he was 67 years old, and even though we HAD the money to hire some young man to climb up on the roof......(sings) it had to be him!.......(back to himself).....HE just hadta go up the top rung to make sure our gutters were clean!
Because of my...condition.....we always thought I would go first......and he was always in good shape, he ran.....he played golf......And then he goes and he has a heart attack........and he dies.....and he falls off the ladder and breaks his hip....which wouldn't matter if he had stayed dead, but noooooo, the paramedics jumpstarted him and kept him going, and then I kept him goin.....another six years......with two operations that nevah really fixed the hip......the doctors would be so upset (imitates doctor - no accent) but this is such an unusual result.....hip replacements are 99 per cent successful!.......(back to himself) that was always a big help!....And then bedsores on his back and sores on his legs, and miserable.....and even though it has not been a picnic havin HIV,,,,,takin care of someone....it was brutal! To be totally honest, I have no idea how I woulda survived those years without alla you.......even if I am the only person heah who can make a decent cuppa coffee!
(The others jeer and the man smiles)
Ain't life strange......he wouldn't marry me in San Francisco, I told him we didn't have to announce it when we went home to Tennessee.....just we would know,, ....our not-so-little secret......his family still liked to pretend that we were BUSINESS partners...... but NOOOOOO......no thought of a marriage....until .......he falls off the ladder.........and he has to have me take care of him.......and we talkin heavy care heah.......the big time......shots, and bathroom and showers and everyone here knows what I'm talkin' about..........because he was nevah outta that wheelchair after the fall......
(The others nod and shake their heads in solidarity)
.and suddenly HE wants to get married! Him! After alla these years.......of course, we wouldn't be tellin the family.....but he would deign to marry little ole me.......Me who was now takin care of him....
(Listens to a question, nods)
No, we never did get married.......and he died, I mean, REALLY died this time...and that is the end of the story.....
(Listens)
Why didn' we get hitched finally.....good question....I loved that man, more than anythin in the world....but I didn't marry him.....(sighs)....because I didn't want to........I thunk about it......a lot.....but...no......
(He spins the wheelchair, turns to go back to his seat, stops, looks back)
I love myself too much.......to have married some one ,,,,,anyone......out of pity......so when he died, his still alive mama got all his money....... and that, as my mama used to say....is how the potato chips fall.....
(Lights down on him. End of scene)
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