All of Me

I was listening to a love song, “All of me love all of you.” I know, what an old softie. Anyway, I got to thinking of all those families in lockdown who probably had that song as ‘Their song.’ Maybe as their wedding song. It got my imagination going of a typical morning in such a household:

6am on a weekday in lockdown

‘Oi sleepy head, Maisie’s awake; your turn.’

‘No! I’m knackered.’

‘It’s your turn mister, move yerself.’

‘She’s your daughter.’

‘She’s our daughter and it’s your turn.’

‘I do my bit.’

‘Do your bit! Don’t get me started. Anyway, need I remind you of your promise?’

‘What promise?’

‘When we met you said, all of you loved all of me. It’s even our song. You said nothing would ever be too much. You promised undying devotion to me.’

‘Yeah well. There wasn’t a song that said, part of me loves part of you.’


‘Just kidding. Anyway, I was talking about fighting dragons.’

‘Dragons? What planet are you on?’

‘Metaphorical dragons.’

‘Well, our metaphorical dragon is Maisie’s nappy.’

‘That doesn’t happen in the movies. When I was growing up and becoming a man…’

‘I’m still waiting for that to happen?’

‘Eh, what do you mean?’

‘You to grow up.’

‘Well, no one said anything about nappies. It was all meant to be fighting the bad guys and defending right from wrong. I thought I’d be riding a white stallion wearing a suit of armour. Or in a space suit firing lasers. At the very least I expected a light sabre.’

‘Get your armour on, hop on your stallion and go through to Maisie. If you leave it much longer, she’ll have a sore bottom. Then we will have no peace.’

Getting reluctantly out of bed, ‘well it’s not what I expected.’

‘Tell me about it.’

He reluctantly heads into Maisie’s room.

Isn’t that the way it really is? Oh listen, ‘Wise men say, only fools rush in, but I can’t help falling in love with you,’ is just starting to play.

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Author: Mike Nevin

I decided to write about the funny side of being cared for. I am a full time wheelchair user with daily carers. It's my experiences with my carers that inspired this blog.

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