Martha H
04-24-2005, 02:22 AM
Hello again from the middle of a cold night in NY.
Mom is definitely getting worse and worse. Saturday was unbelievable.
First of all she washed her hair about 10x. This is new. EARLY in the morning she said I think I'll wash my hair. Fine. About 10 AM she washed it again, then several more times in the afternoon.
I have a feeling she feels dirty (and is) but sitting down outside the tub - on a wooden stool - and just washing the HAIR is easy ..and feels good, so she did it all day long.
She lost her house keys! I was home on Friday when she and the aide got home, so neither had to unlock any doors. I noticed her key was not in its usual spot yesterday. and searched all over..no key. I made the mistake of asking her .. do you think maybe Esther had it in her hand and took it home by mistake? No no, Esther never opens the doors, I always open them myself (??)
After realising the keys were gone, Mom searched all day - in between hair washings - in bizarre places they could not possibly be. Then she began making up stories. "Now I remember, I gave them to Esther so she could get in on Monday."
"How did she get in before? You pushed the buzzer. She wouldn't have accepted the keys. "
"I remember, I left them on the table at the Center."
"I remember, I gave them to Bill."
Odd, weird thngs. On the table at the center is impossible, Esther keeps them pinned to Mom's jacket until they get to the house. She didn't see Bill that day.
Later she asked me 'how is the little girl who broke her arm?"
" What girl?"
" You told me a girl fell off a swing at school."
" No, we dont even have an outdor playground."
I asked Bill and he reminded me of a cousin who fell off a swing and broke her arm as a little girl - but 24 years ago.
I must have sounded pretty desperate yesterday because Bill called and invited Mom to go with them to Farmngdale, see the new house from the outside, have a nice lunch together, and leave me in peace for much of the day. I plan to sort out Mom's dressers .. not go out and live it up!
Meanwhile my daughter called to say her husband (post surgery nurse) needs to change to another unit because of his chronic back pain. He is thinking of the Oncology (cancer) unit. Less lifting. There he could get an interesting position time wise ..two 12 hour shifts a week, all on weekends, and off 5 weekdays. Sounds good!
Love,
Martha
Mom is definitely getting worse and worse. Saturday was unbelievable.
First of all she washed her hair about 10x. This is new. EARLY in the morning she said I think I'll wash my hair. Fine. About 10 AM she washed it again, then several more times in the afternoon.
I have a feeling she feels dirty (and is) but sitting down outside the tub - on a wooden stool - and just washing the HAIR is easy ..and feels good, so she did it all day long.
She lost her house keys! I was home on Friday when she and the aide got home, so neither had to unlock any doors. I noticed her key was not in its usual spot yesterday. and searched all over..no key. I made the mistake of asking her .. do you think maybe Esther had it in her hand and took it home by mistake? No no, Esther never opens the doors, I always open them myself (??)
After realising the keys were gone, Mom searched all day - in between hair washings - in bizarre places they could not possibly be. Then she began making up stories. "Now I remember, I gave them to Esther so she could get in on Monday."
"How did she get in before? You pushed the buzzer. She wouldn't have accepted the keys. "
"I remember, I left them on the table at the Center."
"I remember, I gave them to Bill."
Odd, weird thngs. On the table at the center is impossible, Esther keeps them pinned to Mom's jacket until they get to the house. She didn't see Bill that day.
Later she asked me 'how is the little girl who broke her arm?"
" What girl?"
" You told me a girl fell off a swing at school."
" No, we dont even have an outdor playground."
I asked Bill and he reminded me of a cousin who fell off a swing and broke her arm as a little girl - but 24 years ago.
I must have sounded pretty desperate yesterday because Bill called and invited Mom to go with them to Farmngdale, see the new house from the outside, have a nice lunch together, and leave me in peace for much of the day. I plan to sort out Mom's dressers .. not go out and live it up!
Meanwhile my daughter called to say her husband (post surgery nurse) needs to change to another unit because of his chronic back pain. He is thinking of the Oncology (cancer) unit. Less lifting. There he could get an interesting position time wise ..two 12 hour shifts a week, all on weekends, and off 5 weekdays. Sounds good!
Love,
Martha

