I have an aunt who will be 91 in a couple of weeks. She is very active for her age...she goes to the spa and swims laps and walks a mile and works out on the machines every day. She still drives her car and does whatever she wants... usually goes dancing a couple of times a month. She has always been considered the most stubborn person in our family (at least until difficult child#1 came along) and is very outspoken and independent. My mother laughs about all of the stuff she pulled as a child. Anyway, she had to go to the hospital this week as she was diagnosed with colon cancer. They did the surgery with only a tiny incision and she got along fine; will not need a colostomy bag, etc. BUT, here is the difficult child part: Her first night in the hospital after the surgery, she called the nurses repeatedly because she needed to get up to use the bathroom. They did not come and she ended up messing her bed. Twice. So yesterday, in the afternoon, she got up, removed whatever she was hooked up to (she had been a nurse so she did know what she was doing) and told them she was not spending another night in their damned hospital as they were not doing their job, and she called a cab and went home. She said she got a very good night's sleep last night and she got up this morning and put on all of her makeup (including her false eyelashes) and she felt fine. She has to go to her primary care doctor on Monday. I'm glad that's not me as I'm sure the doctor will get an earfull! I don't know whether to be horrified at what she did, or if I should cheer her on. Sometimes I think they think when you are in the hospital you are a captive audience and they can do whatever they want with you. I guess being like that never goes away. And I think I inherited a lot of it so it's either a terrible thing or a great thing, depending on how you look at it.