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A Better Day for Mom In spite of the Execution

Tuesday, May 10, 2011 

A Better Day for Mom In spite of the Execution

Tuesday, May 10, 2011 

Dear Suzy and Kathy,
            Mom was in so much better shape today!
             When I arrived around 10:50, she and Carol were at a table in their dining room, and Mom greeted me, teeth in her mouth, and said, “Oh, honey, you came the wrong day.”
             I asked, “Why?  What’s wrong with today?”
            Mom said, “Today’s the day they’re planning the execution and trying to make it look bloodless.”
             I said, “Wow!  Mom!  You have a great imagination,” and I immediately berated myself (silently) for saying that, but it didn’t seem to bother her.  
            I said, “You’re Carol, right?” to the person I hope was Carol, and she nodded.
             I asked Mom if she’d like me to get them something to eat (I’d left both the soup and the cookies I made at home!), and Mom said, “Why not?” 
            Carol said, “It doesn’t matter,” but Mom liked the idea, so I decided to go to Safeway as you suggested, Kathy, and get some of their potato soup and a sandwich. 
            As I was leaving the dining area, I heard Mom tell Carol, “That’s my next to the oldest.” 
            She’s never forgotten who we are, and some of the people there don’t even remember who they are.
            When I got back Joy was at the table with Mom and Carol and doing some water painting with a group using our Mother’s Day table.  Mom and Joy both ate very, very heartily!  Then Joy went off, and Dory came by to say, “You didn’t come to see me!”  or something like that.  So we invited her to sit at the table, and she did.
            Then Kay came over, and she said something to Mom that was a little bit confrontational, and Mom responded in a more polite manner, and then Kay said, “I can’t hear a thing you’re saying!”
            “Well, then, why don’t you lean closer?”  Mom asked gently.
            Mother continued to be very polite and solicitous.
            She gave Joy most of her sandwich.
            When I thought it might be nice to try Mother’s Day again to take advantage of her much better mental and emotional state, I asked her whether I could go get the cards we’d given her that day, and she consented. 
            But as soon as she saw the one I’d made her, she said, “Yes, I remember this one, and I put it away in the drawer for a reason.” 
            Then she whispered to me, “Don’t you ever bring me anything that could make the others feel jealous!” 
            You may be right, Suzy, that Adele took off with the card that you gave Mom.  I didn’t see it, so at least it didn’t make all the others jealous unless Adele showed it to people.
             I brought out Contrary to Popular Opinion, and Mom told me, “Find the simplest ones.  Simple.  They’re very slow.” 
            So I did, and even I could follow what I was reading.
            I thought it might be nice for Mom to have lunch with the others, and she almost did. 
Divina and another aid brought us diet soda, which Mom has never drunk to my knowledge.  We asked for iced tea, which they brought, but I guess we could get her iced tea and a straw.  That apple juice they serve is really awful.
            All and all it was a really nice hour and a half.  Mother seemed better than she was any of the days I visited last week.  I hope she’s doing as well when Nan comes tomorrow. 
            When I reminded her that Nan would be coming, Mom asked Divina, “Would it be all right for me to bring a friend to lunch tomorrow?” and Divina said, “Sure.”
            So…except for the opening remark about the execution, Mom seemed to be doing really well!
            Love,  Tina

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