Enjoying a Frozen drink aboard a Caribbean Cruise

The Flirty Lady from Texas

It is funny to watch her in "action," my 94-year-old aunt has some moves others should take note on! It can be the worst of times, according to her, and she may be complaining about this or that, but when a good-looking man comes into the picture, she lights up like the 4th of July!

Last summer we needed to hire a handy man for some major fence repair in the backyard, so we hired somebody through "Angi" and the guy who showed up was mid-30's, dark-haired, possibly hispanic, and attractive, but not overly so.

My aunt was sitting at the bar, having her lunch, not particularly full of conversation at that point, when our handyman walked through the house. It should be noted, she slouches when she eats and we constantly tell her to sit up straight so she doesn't spill food on her blouse, but as he walked through, she immediately sat up straight. As he passed behind her for the patio door, she stopped him and asked, "do you give massage? My neck is hurting me", all with a spritely smile and very suggestive movements with her shoulders.

I looked at my cousin, who had stopped what she was doing at that point, and we both just laughed. "Mom, you're such a flirt!" she said, and my aunt just shook her shoulders as to say, "yeah, so what?" The handyman readily made his escape.

She has always had men in her life, was married three times, so it's easy to see she may be a little lonely in the romance department. When she's asked me to come sit with her in a one-person recliner, I have to remind her I'm her nephew. She makes a face, like "0h, please" and still pats the arm of the chair with her hand asking me over. I politely refuse for whatever reason and go to my room. She truly hates being alone.

Taking a shower was quite the experience when she started forgetting which room was which, and she'd learned to open locked doors with her nails. (We lock all doors because we have a furry friend who can open them.) She would walk in on me without knocking and found me in many states of undress, including my birthday suit as I opened the shower curtain to see her standing there, smile on her face, and me clutching a towel to my privates asking her to leave and pointing to the door. Did I yell? Possibly. Yes, I finally put on another lock to stop that from ever happening again!

So now we come to this week when she had an incident, sort of passed out on her way out of the bathroom, slid down the wall, and we couldn't get her to speak to us. We had to call 911 and my cousin started to do CPR as requested by the 911 dispatcher. Still no response and soon after, thankfully, the paramedics arrived. Slowly she started coming out of it. They took her out of the house and onto the ambulance headed to the hospital, where we followed shortly after.

When we arrived at the hospital, my cousin and I were a little worried about what we were going to walk in on. Was she going to be completely out of it? I was concerned, and my cousin was visibly upset, but we found our way to her room. There was a male nurse by her, and she was sitting straight up in the bed, bright-eyed and twinkling, with a big smile on her face.

Yolanda has a casual stroll with her granddaughter's husband, who makes her feel very well-protected

Aunt Yolanda with her daughter Leticia, my cousin

Aunt Yolanda! You look great! I looked at my cousin, she looked at me, I pointed to the nurse with my eyes and eyebrows in the upwards position, and for the first time that morning we laughed. All she needed was attention, and for the moment she had lots.

We went to her bedside to speak with her, and I think we both said it at the same time, calling her out as a flirt. Her wit intact, she replied ever so impishly, "I am 94, I am not dead!" with the most perfect smile.