Thursday, April 4, 2013

Update April 4th, 2013

Mom is starting to forget names occasionally.  She'll stop talking mid-sentence for a second and then say something.   For example, "How's ... ah... ah, your husband's work goin?"  

Dad said that Mom's heart was bothering her yesterday, and that she had to take a couple nitro tablets and stayed in bed most of the day (til 11:30), and even when she did get up, she didn't act like she felt really well.    Some days, she acts like she feels absolutely wonderful.  Her memory's good, she will be in good spirits and happy.  The next day, she can be ill as a hornet, convinced we're making her stay at someone else's home that she's working for (she sometimes thinks she's still working for home health care).   And she sees a crowd of people that are telling her who knows what.   I just really worry about the bad days.  I've heard from my brother that she has hit Dad, and I've known she's thrown stuff at him.  Some days, she's determined to leave the house, and walk "home", because she's not in her house.    Today she said she was trying to get someone headed that way to take her home.   Everyone had been telling her that she didn't need to get out in this icy mess.  We did have quite a bit of snow and sleet today, but it hasn't stuck any at all really here.  At least at our house, it's melted almost immediately because it's wet and rainy.   I didn't correct her to tell her that the roads weren't bad.  They need to stay inside as cold as it is, and if she gets a bee in her bonnet about it, she'll insist on Dad driving her around until she realizes that their house really is theirs.

Every evening they call about 5, and I could almost record my responses... LOL.  How are you doing?  (fine), The kids doing OK( Yes, they've been doing ...(insert whatever). all day today.   Are you guys doing OK?)  Yeah, yeah, ya momma is (doing ok, or mad at someone, or telling this)   Let me talk to the girls.  (Hey Poppa, (or Nanny).  Love you).  And the kids tell them all about their day.   The conversation is almost identical everyday.   Oh, and most of the time, they ask something about the weather, and then hang up.

Well, I've got to go cook something for dinner.

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