This week was a bit of a mixed bag.
But then, Mom and her cognition are pretty mixed.
A relatively quiet week, despite the storms, windy and icy.
Nothing much to report before Wednesday.
Wednesday, the RLC came to visit. Mom instructed them to a concert in the main building where Ron Ruiz sang and played guitar. Jean was "itching to play Scrabble" and so it happened once the concert was over.
There were hopes that Mom was participating in more than what was provided only in her cottage. This was good news!
The ladies played their games, and Mom did pretty well with her words - but scoring seemed to escape her. Odd. I've noticed, too, that her math skills have been a little shakier than normal.
The ladies left a bit after 4 pm, which means they had a very good, enjoyable, afternoon.
Thursday, Alli, Mom's massage therapist came on the off-chance that Mom had changed her mind about massage. She hadn't. She told Alli she wouldn't be requiring her services any longer. Alli said Mom was polite in firing her, and she'd love to work with her again, if the occasion arose. I did tell her that Mom was showing more signs of skin sensitivity, which seemed to go along with the disease, and this might be one reason.
Later, Mom would tell me that she saw no need for a massage. "It's just pointless," she stated flatly.
Sunday, Mom was chauffeured by my brother, Lawrence, to his abode, and they had a cheery conversation. Later, Mom was reminiscing about her grandparents, which was interesting, but quite confusing as we were never sure which relative we were referring in the midst of it all.
There was a cute moment where we were speaking of a celebrity and her plastic surgery. Mom thought it was awful and gossipy. She became a little indignant, even though she'd made a few comments which I thought were very off - "Well, you would think there wouldn't be any wrinkles with the fat." This was about a celeb that is practically a stick - not much fat. Well, Mom was under the impression we were speaking of someone else, and it wasn't until later when she blurted out the name. We laughed a bit, but had to explain the differences in the names (Mom still didn't quite get it).
She recited her poetry (the same one as usual), and did keep asking questions repeatedly, but mostly there was a change in delivery.
On the way home she kept telling me how exhausted she was and how good it would be to get home (St. A's) and get into bed - but a nice cup of coffee would be very nice, first.
I delivered her all happy and hale, and also brought her a 12-pack of Diet Pepsi. She was very happy. I left via the Med-Aid, and let her know that Mom hadn't had her dinner medications, as they weren't given my brother when he picked her up - ooops! communication break down. I suppose I should have called earlier Friday. But, no harm. Mom would be given her pills at 8, and all would be well.
As I hope it is with all of you.
Thank you for reading.
But then, Mom and her cognition are pretty mixed.
A relatively quiet week, despite the storms, windy and icy.
Nothing much to report before Wednesday.
Wednesday, the RLC came to visit. Mom instructed them to a concert in the main building where Ron Ruiz sang and played guitar. Jean was "itching to play Scrabble" and so it happened once the concert was over.
There were hopes that Mom was participating in more than what was provided only in her cottage. This was good news!
The ladies played their games, and Mom did pretty well with her words - but scoring seemed to escape her. Odd. I've noticed, too, that her math skills have been a little shakier than normal.
The ladies left a bit after 4 pm, which means they had a very good, enjoyable, afternoon.
Thursday, Alli, Mom's massage therapist came on the off-chance that Mom had changed her mind about massage. She hadn't. She told Alli she wouldn't be requiring her services any longer. Alli said Mom was polite in firing her, and she'd love to work with her again, if the occasion arose. I did tell her that Mom was showing more signs of skin sensitivity, which seemed to go along with the disease, and this might be one reason.
Later, Mom would tell me that she saw no need for a massage. "It's just pointless," she stated flatly.
Sunday, Mom was chauffeured by my brother, Lawrence, to his abode, and they had a cheery conversation. Later, Mom was reminiscing about her grandparents, which was interesting, but quite confusing as we were never sure which relative we were referring in the midst of it all.
There was a cute moment where we were speaking of a celebrity and her plastic surgery. Mom thought it was awful and gossipy. She became a little indignant, even though she'd made a few comments which I thought were very off - "Well, you would think there wouldn't be any wrinkles with the fat." This was about a celeb that is practically a stick - not much fat. Well, Mom was under the impression we were speaking of someone else, and it wasn't until later when she blurted out the name. We laughed a bit, but had to explain the differences in the names (Mom still didn't quite get it).
She recited her poetry (the same one as usual), and did keep asking questions repeatedly, but mostly there was a change in delivery.
On the way home she kept telling me how exhausted she was and how good it would be to get home (St. A's) and get into bed - but a nice cup of coffee would be very nice, first.
I delivered her all happy and hale, and also brought her a 12-pack of Diet Pepsi. She was very happy. I left via the Med-Aid, and let her know that Mom hadn't had her dinner medications, as they weren't given my brother when he picked her up - ooops! communication break down. I suppose I should have called earlier Friday. But, no harm. Mom would be given her pills at 8, and all would be well.
As I hope it is with all of you.
Thank you for reading.
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