Sunday, May 24, 2015

A Very Strange Thing Happened On the Way To...or The Week Ending 05/24/2015

This is a week with some ups and downs.

Mom has been exercising.  She is using a recumbent bicycle for her legs, doing upper body strength training, and walking.  She's agreeing to go for short walks, now.  Fancy that!   I also learnt that it is quite a distance to the BINGO game and she insists on going every day it's on, and she walks there with no problem.

It's been noticeable how much more easily she maneuvers about; even rising from chairs or sofas has been less of a struggle.  I believe it helps her attitude a bit, as well (let's pray).

On Tuesday, Mom became entangled in a little brouhaha.  She and another resident were together in the cottage kitchen (doing God knows what) and the staff began to hear some not very nice words emanating from the area.  

The staff came in and found Mom and Gertrude (not her real name) trading threats.  Now, Gertrude has been known to say things that can get such an incident started.  So, the staff carefully began to turn her and lead her away from the incident.  As she began to leave, Mom gave her a (not soft, and not hard, but the kind to get your attention) slap.  Gertrude whipped around and punched Mom.  Enough said.   I doubt Mom will remember this, but it would be interesting if she did.

Wednesday, Jean came for a visit.  We discovered that Connie had been in hospital for a few days due to the injuries suffered when she fell nearly a month ago.  She stated that she was having moving headaches (they weren't centralized in any one area, but kept shifting about in her skull).   As she spoke to her son she began to garble her words and he phoned 911 and had her taken in.  Test results showed she had blood on her brain.  We're keeping her in our prayers and thoughts at this time.

Jean wanted to take Mom outside to enjoy the gardens, and Mom was agreeable.  However, it took her nearly 90 minutes to ready herself in order to get outside.  This came from several readings of cards, letters, articles, and thinking of clothing items to wear when they went.   When Jean told me I had to laugh - "Now you know what I go through many Sundays!" I replied.

When Mom reads, her voice is commanding.  Then, when she speaks her voice becomes nearly an inaudible soft murmur, Jean reported.  I see the same thing until we're out in the community and her voice grows stronger.

Saturday it seems as though Mom was quite tired.  She really didn't want to get out of bed and refused to come out of her room.  Sunday was much the same, but she did bathe.

I was unable to fetch her today as I have been feeling under the weather and didn't want to pass anything along to her.  But, she is certainly keeping everyone on their toes, and staff does delight in telling me the latest quirks she develops.  It's good knowing they enjoy her and have grown to become as a family for her.


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