Yikes! Just realized I hit "Save" rather than "Publish" yesterday, which left this post in draft status....
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Got to Mom's around 7:30. It was hot again, even though the thermostat was on 65. The nurses apparently think she likes it that way. I passed by a nurse on my way down the hall to her room and she said "You know I just left your mother asleep in her chair. At least I got her night clothes on."
I got to Mom's room and she was awake watching TV. I sat down and relaxed. "How was your visit with Paula?"
"Oh it was nice. We didn't fight once. That's pretty good."
She continued on about something I never quite put together the pieces for... "I have to wake up at 5 am tomorrow. They haven't decided who's going to do the cooking yet. You know we're cooking on a tin can. None of them have been camping before so it should be interesting."
Later on she continued to talk about cooking breakfast, and how she didn't know what she was going to fix since there aren't any eggs in her refrigerator. It is kind of strange for them, I suppose. They have appliances there, so it feels like a normal apartment, but aside from the refrigerator, none of them work...and even the refrigerator is empty. Is that better or worse for the confusion? I get that a stove is a dangerous thing for someone with Alzheimer's, but which leads to more confusion - having one there that doesn't work, or not having one at all? Her room is 1000 times better than a nursing home, so I'm definitely not complaining.
We watched Big Bang Theory, with mom laughing out loud in all the right places.
I told her about Jaymz's extractions, and she advised me to make sure I tell the dentist what time I want to be out of there and then go to work.
'This is nice, Mom. Relaxing.'
"Yes, no kids running around to worry about...who's taking care of them?"
'They're all grown now Mom. They take care of themselves for the most part.'
"Oh." I sat for a bit, and gave her a hug and a kiss....then headed out for the night.
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