Moved Mom yesterday to a NH. She is on the skilled nursing unit right now to continue her PT for a while longer. Last night she thought she was at school (Baylor College of Medicine). Told us how fortunate she was to have gotten a scholarship there.
But, she was happy, even if nothing she said made sense. My best friend went with me to visit, and asked me if I was OK with this. I told her no, but my feelings don't matter. It's what is best for her. She's diabetic and has one toe on each foot that does not look good. Took her two pairs of slippers up there so she did not have to wear hard shoes and the doc should have looked at them today. Taking more stuff tomorrow, pictures for her walls, tv, walker,(just like the one Chris's Mom has, oh Lordy, I hope it does not stay lost all the time!)
She was eating dinner when we got there. So far some changes in taste, and suddenly not liking things fixed the way she has always eaten them is the only problem with foods. She has never been a picky eater.
We will hope, and see what the change brings. Every one there is very attentive. I keep telling myself she will be alright there.