Crazy Shit Jason Says

You have to laugh to stop from crying. My sick sense of humor helps and the fact that I apparently passed it to my son. I am sitting hear watching Jason in his zipped up posey bed. Shadowboxing and talking to no one in particular but always talking about me.

The nurses Aide walks in and he follows her with his eyes. When she makes eye contact in a calm voice he asks,"can you please let me out of here?"

She looks at me and looks back at him in disbelief. Just moments before he was yelling at the top of his lungs to no one.

She looks at him and apologizes, "I  sorry Jason I cannot." She says in a Caribbean accent.

He looks at me and snorts, "same shit different day."