Write Things Down.
A couple in their nineties had begun noticing that their memories weren’t as sharp as they once were. Wanting to stay on top of their health, they scheduled a visit to their doctor for a full checkup. After examining them carefully, the doctor smiled and reassured them that physically they were both doing quite well for their age. However, he gently suggested that they might benefit from writing things down to help keep track of daily tasks and requests. It seemed like simple advice, and they both nodded in agreement, promising to try it.
That evening, they settled into their living room to watch television together. The soft glow of the screen flickered across the room as they relaxed side by side. After a while, the husband stood up, stretching slightly, and announced he was heading to the kitchen to get himself a snack. Before leaving, he turned to his wife and kindly asked if she would like something too.
She thought for a moment and said, “Yes, I’d love a bowl of ice cream.”
“Sure thing,” he replied confidently.
She tilted her head and added, “Do you think you should write that down so you don’t forget?”
He waved his hand dismissively. “No, no, I can remember that.”
“Well,” she continued, “I’d also like some strawberries on top. Should you write it down now?”
He sighed lightly, already sounding slightly annoyed. “I told you, I can remember. Ice cream with strawberries.”
“And whipped cream,” she added sweetly. “I’d like whipped cream too. Are you sure you can remember all of that? The doctor did say you should write things down.”
Now clearly irritated, he replied, “For goodness’ sake, I’ve got it. A bowl of ice cream with strawberries and whipped cream. I don’t need to write it down.”
With that, he marched off to the kitchen, determined to prove his point. Minutes passed. Then more minutes. The television continued playing while his wife waited patiently. Nearly twenty minutes later, he finally returned, carrying a plate with a proud expression on his face as if he had completed a great culinary mission.
He handed her the plate.
She looked down at it carefully. Instead of the dessert she’d requested, there sat a plate of bacon and eggs. She stared at it silently for a moment, processing the situation, then looked up at him and said, perfectly calm, “Where’s my toast?”
On another day, two elderly friends decided to visit their longtime companion Mary. They hadn’t seen her in a while and thought it would be nice to catch up and spend some time together. Mary welcomed them warmly into her home, and the three women sat down to chat about life, memories, and little neighborhood happenings.
After a few minutes of conversation, Mary suddenly gasped softly and said, “How foolish of me! I haven’t even offered you coffee.” She quickly stood up, went to the kitchen, and returned with cups of coffee for everyone. They thanked her and continued chatting.
Some time later, Mary looked surprised again. “How foolish of me! I haven’t even offered you coffee.” She got up once more and brought coffee again, just as sincerely as the first time.
The visitors exchanged puzzled glances but said nothing. They kept talking, assuming it was just a harmless slip. About half an hour later, it happened again. Mary repeated the same line, stood up, and brought coffee yet again, completely unaware she had already done so twice before.
Eventually, the two friends decided it was time to leave. Mary walked them to the door, smiling and waving as they stepped outside.
As they walked away, one of them whispered, “Mary is acting really strange today, don’t you think?”
The other nodded thoughtfully and replied, “Yes… all the time we were there, she never once offered us coffee.”
The first woman stopped in her tracks and stared. “What? You went to see Mary… and you didn’t invite me?”
Not long after, news spread through a family that something remarkable had happened. Thanks to modern medical advances, their 65-year-old relative had successfully given birth. Naturally, everyone was excited and curious. When she returned home from the hospital, relatives gathered to congratulate her and meet the baby.
One of them asked eagerly, “May we see the new baby?”
“Not yet,” she replied calmly. “I’ll make some coffee first, and we can sit and talk.”
So they chatted and waited. Thirty minutes passed. Another relative asked again, “Can we see the baby now?”
She smiled politely. “Not yet.”
They continued waiting, growing more curious by the minute. After a while, someone asked again, “Is now a good time to see the baby?”
Again she answered, “Not yet.”
Finally, their curiosity turned into impatience. “Well, when can we see the baby?” someone asked.
She replied firmly, “When he cries.”
They looked at each other, confused. “Why do we have to wait until he cries?”
She sighed and said, “Because I forgot where I put him, okay?”
Sometimes laughter really is the best reminder that life doesn’t always go according to plan — and that even forgetful moments can become the funniest stories we share.
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