Can I get a damn Diet Coke?

My mom has smoked for almost 55 years so when she moved into my house she constantly asked for cigars. Not cigarettes, cigars. Apparently some other dementia patient told her that cigars were healthier for her than cigarettes. "Healthier than not smoking?" I asked her. "Shut up" she replied.

After a few days she forgot that she wanted to smoke and turned her addiction to Diet Coke. She has always liked Diet Coke, but took it to a whole new level. All day long she wanted Diet Coke. She went through a 12 pack in 2 days so I had to put a stop to that nonsense.

We put 2 Diet Cokes in the fridge each day and when they are gone, they're gone. Two more magically appear the next day from my secret hiding place. Yes, I take pride in having outsmarted MaMere, as she says "Hell, I'm just crazy, not stupid."

MaMere can't just ask for a Diet Coke, she has to say "Can I get a damn Diet Coke?" In her mind the three words go together.

"Mom, do you have to curse, can't you just ask for a Diet Coke?"

"Well hell, I'm not cursing I just want a Coke."

"Mom, hell is a curse word."

"No, hell is where you're going if you don't get me a damn Diet Coke!"

Noted.

Sharon