Saturday, January 7, 2012

1-7-2012

I got to Mom's around 4 today, and all the residents were out in the main room and seated at the tables.  I only noticed 1 gentleman on the entire floor!  Definitely a ladies club.

Mom was extremely talkative today.  The first thing she said when she saw me was "I only came in 4th place, and 4th place doesn't get anything."  She was upbeat for the most part, but had that agitated twang in her voice that I recognize so well.  She continued on -"First there was 1st place, then second then third and finally me.  Those other ladies got more tries, and that wasn't fair!  They couldn't say my name right and didn't know what the heck was going on"

I just kind of looked at her, puzzled.  She kept going..


"First you take the batter, then you add flour and stir and stir, and then put it in the oven.  And some of those old ladies, the really old ones got to see how theirs came out and do it again, and I didn't get to."  It sounded like there must have been some kind of game or project that didn't go well.  I tried to change the subject.

You look good today, have your pretty necklace on and everything.

"Yes, I'm anxious to get my hair done."  About another week Mom, on the 18th.  "I'm going to get 2 inches off, and a perm.  That looked great last time I did it that way.  Is Missy at the ball game?  Who won?"

No, she's at the gym.  There's a gymnastics meet today.  I looked over and she was reaching for her walker.  "Oh yes, this one is mine."  It had 2 pair of shoes, her puzzle books on it and her cane hanging off the side.


Do you need all these shoes in addition to the ones you have on? Or would you like me to go put them back in your room?  I'll be right back.  Everything looked fine in her room.  When I got back to the table she kept talking about not winning, and then I noticed the Food network was on tv "See that's what happened to one of the other ladies.  She put too many peppers in her eggs and had to start over.  I didn't get to start over. When you use too many peppers, it is too hot for all the children's mouths" then I realized where her cooking competition might have originated.

"Next time we're out, I want to pick me up a coffee pot, and some Folgers coffee.  I haven't had a coffee pot in my room since our last move." 

I still have yours, Mom, but I don't think you're allowed to have them here.  I'll need to check.

"Well I'll sneak one in if I have to." Yep...definitely saw her devil trying to sneak to the surface today.  I wondered what might have triggered it...obviously something that didn't sit well with her ego.  It was still good to see her alert and smiling.  Many of the other ladies there aren't able to carry on conversations anymore.  A few minutes later they brought their meal carts in.  I told her I needed to head out because I had to be at the gym by 5 to work at the gymnastics meet.

"Ok, thanks for stopping by.  When I go back to my room, which way do I go? That way? Do I need to go downstairs?"

Nope, right down the hall.  Do you remember which room number?


"Let's see... <long pause> 2... <long pause> hmmm  2-3-2.?"

That's right. 


"I got it! I remembered! I remembered!"  It is hard to describe the pure joy in her voice.  "I finally remembered.  I've got that cemented in my mind now."


Good job, Mom.  I'll see you tomorrow.  Trish might be able to come with me too.  I gave her a hug and headed to the gym.


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