It’s hard to know how to help Chris sometimes, I can tell when things aren’t right and I can ask what’s wrong, and listen but it’s hard to know what to do to make him feel better. I know it doesn’t matter what I do or say when you feel that rubbish it’s not going to take it all away. However when he is feeling depressed and he’s struggling I threaten him with my bad jokes, this rarely fails to put a smile on his face just because he knows how rubbish they are! So here goes..
What do you call a deer with no eyes?
No eye deer
Why did the crab laugh?
Because the sea weed
What is a dentist’s favourite instrument?
A Tuba toothpaste
Why was Tigger looking down the toilet?
Because he was looking for pooh
What subjects do snakes like?
As you can see my jokes are pretty bad, but they are so bad I can usually crack a smile out of Chris after one of them. It’s so nice to see him smile, sometimes when I’ve gone weeks seeing him so low that one smile makes such a difference. Anyway, after a mixed day with him going to bed for some of it, and struggling quite a bit I tried it earlier, the crab joke, just as he was eating seaweed. I got a smile; he even laughed a little, its nice he’s gone to bed with a couple of happy thoughts too.