No not Ann Margaret or Janet Leigh in the original movie, but Berdie, you know, Berdus Knickmeier. (And that's me with her in the photo about ten years ago.) She is in room 261 at the Nazareth House which I don't think has been painted or refurbished in many many years. Money I suppose. Isn't it always a matter of money? Green paper? Be different if it were hard gold right before "me" eyes, but its Green Paper that rules the world and Berdie's dying mill where she lives. I know I know, this isn't happy news from this lady today. Hey my God Mother is dying in a room all by herself. They check on her every hour and a half! No one called Hospice because maybe they are just hick's, I don't know. No wait, the Green Paper is why no one called Hospice. Her Green Paper ran out.
Hey! Nurses did put an oxygen mask on her so she wasn't grey anymore. Now she can live another day in that joint, struggling to die. Hopefully they will give her the "big dose" unbeknown to anyone so she can cross over. They told me she was crying for her Mama yesterday morning. That would be Tillie, my Grandma. Berdie is approximately 98 years old. She was OK until she fell out of bed because Wisconsin Law doesn't allow the 1/2 length bed rails to be raised at night. Why that's called restraints. Dumb ass law! Restraints is tying down, not protecting elderly who are like children from falling out of bed.. So Berdie fell out of bed on her head....bye bye Berdie.... I love you forever. P.S. that is the same Nurse Home (Dying Mill) my Dad went to for rehabilitation after knee surgery and almost died because they never moved him. Maybe Alzheimer's isn't so bad. At least you don't know your in that joint! And it only hurts the ones you love. Take your pic.