I reviewed a case of an elderly woman who was recently widowed after several decades of marriage. She was sad and lonely, but otherwise functioning as well and independently as she always had. Still, her internist thought she was "depressed" and sent her to be admitted to a psychiatric hospital. Without getting into a rant about how sometimes we pathologize things we shouldn't, I'll just tell you about my conversation with my darling husband about this case.
Me: If you're not sad and lonely 4 weeks after I die, I'm going to be really pissed off.
Tim (after a pause): Well... I'll be sad.
Comments (6)
Wonder what punishment the Queen has in store for that one!
Posted by Bette | October 18, 2010 12:21 PM
Posted on October 18, 2010 12:21
I'm keeping him wondering, too.
Posted by Doreen | October 18, 2010 12:51 PM
Posted on October 18, 2010 12:51
Tim is so nice. Questions like that bring out the demon in me. I'm sure I would have said something like, "I'll only be sad if the caterer of the celebration party runs out of shrimp..."
Posted by Robin | October 19, 2010 10:04 PM
Posted on October 19, 2010 22:04
Oy! And a shanda to boot!
Posted by Doreen | October 19, 2010 10:10 PM
Posted on October 19, 2010 22:10
Mine would be sad, lonely, and terribly confused, since I do just about everything for him and he has no idea where anything is.
I kind of like it that way. Keeps him from being unlonely without me.
Posted by The Mother | October 21, 2010 2:49 PM
Posted on October 21, 2010 14:49
I guess I'm in LOADS of trouble, then.
Posted by Doreen | October 21, 2010 3:18 PM
Posted on October 21, 2010 15:18