Took Mom a bismark with an identity crisis. They ran out of bismark so filled some bars. Tasted the same and I think because it was a bar it was bigger or more filling or something. We enjoyed them.
We were watching in the courtyard to see if any birds had discovered the feeder yet. Well someone filled the feeder. I was only putting a small amount in it until it was being used and of course I had spilled half of what I put in it when it fell over on Sunday. I think Mom is not the only one going to enjoy the feeder.
Then the facility dogs were outside running around. Well that gave Mom the idea that Phoebe could come stay there. Right....so I had to explain how Phoebe had been there but the decision was Phoebe needs to just be a visiting dog. That went over okay for now.
The nurse came in and told me how much better Mom is doing. Well Mom jumped in on the conversation. So I explained how she did wonderful in transition and then it all went to pot. And that was why Phoebe came. But that now she seems more settled even without Phoebe. And she does. She did ask again how her stuff came to be there, but more with curiosity than anger.
I will so say that my friend Mona was so right a few years ago when she told me I was going to have a much harder time with my mom than I do with the littles. It's not just the work aspect...it is the emotional stuff and dealing with the emotional roller coaster. It is hard losing her bit by bit and watching it. It is hard having her emotions be up and down and out in space and never knowing in which state she will be in when I see her next. Although I have discovered mornings are better for sundowners in the emotional department. But this week we have seen her in the afternoons and an evening and it was all right. This week.
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