Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Dear Kathy and Suzy,
My friend Betsy and I visited Mom today, and when we came to the
door (where someone was working on construction) Mom was in the cafeteria area
and spotted us and greeted us really warmly, giving and receiving hugs and even
being willing to sit down in the cafeteria--at "our" big table--and
eat half of an enormous sandwich I brought.
When she explained why she wasn’t going to eat lunch with the
rest of them, she didn't say it was because of the poison they put in the
drinks but rather her B.M.s and her fear of leaking.
Because she was better than the staff reports about her on
Sunday, I thought of calling you to suggest you come right over, but her obsession
with her bowels made me less inclined to consider this a great day.
She seemed really tired--maybe from walking down the corridors
and knocking on all those doors the night before.
She asked that I bring her pads because the supply she had under
her sink was "for about four people."
(She's right on the quantity but not the number of people who were
really going to use them!) She also said
that she wanted Teena toilet paper. I
told Rocsana, the really nice med tech, who said she'd also mentioned this to
her.
"Teena, but not spelled the way my daughter's name
is."
Instead of talking the way she did on Saturday about our visits
being held against her because of all the jealousy, she wanted to know who was
coming each day and said she liked it when people came every day but just one
per day. I told her I'd be sure that it
was spread out.
Is Nan going to give it another try tomorrow? I'll be there on Thursday!
Love,
Tina
PS I told Mimi, today's concierge, that we still
needed the dining room for Mother's Day but not for Easter.
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