Martha means well. It's just that she has been doing some pretty crazy things lately. I've been wanting to tell the doctor every time we go. But, as usual, Martha does all the talking for both of us. I don't talk much at all anymore, but I keep thinking about what I want to say.
Martha called in the burglar alarm people. She told them she wanted to install a system for keeping people in the house, not for keeping people out. They were as puzzled as I was.
Next time I really will speak up; I'll tell the doctor. This latest thing Martha did really has me bugged. She bought a small green bath mat and put it by the front door. She told me it was a hole and if I stepped on it I'd fall in. I don't think a sane person would say that.