It's All Good!

So where did I leave off over a week ago? Mom has recovered from the seizure and fall and there have been no further seizures. The weekend that I last posted, I did not take her to church. And every day that following week, she asked if we were going to church. We would be at work all day and Mom would ask if it was church day when we got home. This past weekend, we had planned to go Saturday night but did not because we had a house full of people and could not get away. So, we got Mom up on Sunday and went to mass. We did not sit in our usual place but the children who had attended VBS during the week, sang some of their songs before the service started. Mom really liked that and sang along to "This Little Light of Mine." AND we went to IHOP afterwards and were able to catch up with Courtney who used to always be our waitress on Saturday! Mom had her pancakes.

Last night Mom had another dream about "the baby." When I heard her yell something and then the squeak of her bedroom door, I was out of bed and she was through the laundry room, the kitchen and family room to my bedroom door by the time I got there. Mom said little and what she did say was barely intelligible. It came out "the buddy," at first and then a few words about "baby". I realized then, that she had gone to bed fully dressed, including her shoes and was sleeping covered up by a small blanket, but on top of the bed covers. I managed to slip her shoes off of her and she went back to sleep. Actually, Mom has been sleeping in her clothes on top of the covers for a couple of nights as it turns out - when Joe and I compare notes.

Today, her friends Diane and Margaret came by and took her to a nearby nursing home to take share her crafts with the residents. They came back here and had lunch in the gazebo. Mom has become very picky about what she will eat saying something is greasy or spicy or salty or...today I know that the ladies brought back pizza, which Mom usually refuses. I don't know if she ate it or not, but when I asked her about lunch, she said they had "Italian."

For the most part, little changes day to day but there are sometimes surprises! When I asked her to lick an envelope the other day, she dunked her finger in her coffee and moistened the flap with it. One day I left a large bowl of strawberries that needed to be cleaned and suggested that in the note I left for her that morning. When I got home, we had clean strawberries - and strawberry shortcake for dessert. And Mom loves her nail polish and manicure. Joe took her to the podiatrist on Friday and she told her butterfly story to everyone she saw but really did not know why those people were so interested in her feet!

And one more thought if Auntie Joyce is reading this. First, thank-you so much for the pictures! Secondly, thank-you for calling and talking to Mom. When she hung up, I asked her about her phone call and to whom she had been speaking and she told me "Deena". But I hope you were blessed by being in touch with her. She may not know who people are but Mom is such a social person and as long as the conversation is about her, it's all good!