What stage were your ADLOs in when they were hoarding Kleenex?

I just discovered that my mom has completely filled the drawer in her nightstand with kleenex (clean, thank goodness...).

Ever since her diagosis she's had a newfound affection for kleenex, but filling a drawer with it was a first although I had heard enough stories that it didn't surprise me.

Too funny, Grammie too! It is like her security blanket, a box of kleenex next to her seat at the dinner table, a box next to her recliner, one next to the bed, one in the car, one pack in her moo-moo pocket! And we haven't quite remembered to clean out her pockets before laundering yet... oh well, thank goodness for the lint screen!

Well now I guess my mama fits right into this "kleenex" club. Every few weeks or so I clean out her dresser drawers and toss out the neatly folded kleenex and paper towels. I have to be careful because sometimes she wraps things in them and I do believe that I have thrown out some money. Sometimes she drives me batty because I will give her a kleenex to wipe her nose which I can see is dripping and she will sit there and fold it into a neat little square.

Mom also loved Kleenex - kept a stash in pockets, nightstand etc. She always had one in her hand which she would fold and re-fold. I figured it was the softness that was the attraction. It just felt good to her and gave her something to fiddle with. She also liked to wrap things up in them like coins and one time her wedding ring - for safekeeping ? I almost tossed it.
The only problem was eventually I guess she decided they might taste good and proceeded to try and eat one. I had a heck of a job getting it out of her mouth so she wouldn't choke on it - she didn't give it up willingly - so keep an eye on your LO's.

I had no idea that this was so prevalent. My father also had a constant runny nose, and he would always want paper napkins in all his pockets. He would spend a lot of time folding them very neatly on the table as well.
The thing that really used to gross me out though was whenever we were in a restaurant where they gave us cloth napkins. He would blow his nose in the nice napkin and then leave it for the poor waitress to have to pick up.
That was always embarassing for me..