An old guy and his wife are watching TV on the couch. Harold hears a noise and he looks over and his wife is starting to slump on the couch. "Oh my god" he says. "I think Harriet is having a stroke"
So he calls 911 and they take her to the hospital. He's out in the waiting room for 3 hours and finally the doctor comes out.
"Is Harriet your wife?" "Yes"
"Well, she's had a stroke" the doctor says. "And it was a big one. Things are going to be a lot different now. She wont be able to speak, so you're going to have to learn sign language. She's also deaf, so at least the sign language will get two birds stoned at once.
She won't be able to chew, just like she can't speak. You're going to have to feed her. It will be a lot of Jello and soups, and with solid food, you'll have to open her mouth, put it in, grab her jaw, and chew for her. In this manner of eating, there will be a lot of messes. Food is going to fall out of her mouth on to her clothes and the bed, so you'll have to change her clothes and sheets every time she eats.
When you change the sheets, that's a good time to turn her and rub her to prevent the numerous bedsores that will pop up. Also, she's going to be incontinent of both bladder and bowel, so in addition to the eating problems, there will be even more cleaning up to do. Basically your whole day will be spent feeding and cleaning your wife. She's also...."
Harold cuts the doctor off and says "oh god, that's awful, I can't believe this"
The doctor says "Nah, I'm just kidding with you. She's dead"
RIP Martin Mull, I heard him tell that one