Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Dana's Visits to Mom at Aegis



Visit with Mom Monday, June 26, 2011

Dear Kathy and Suzy,
                I hope Dana will have a one-to-one  visit with Mom today.  I think yesterday’s was a bit overwhelming with the three of us, but overall it was good, I think.  
            Mother was sitting in the dining room with Carol, Frank, and Ada,  and when she saw Dana, Mom threw up her arms in welcome. 
            Dana commented on how thin she was, and Mom said something to the effect that she had been overeating because she was unhappy, but now she didn’t have to overeat.  (That was a new one!)
            Dana reminded Mom of the idea Mom had expressed several years ago about checking into a motel and just talking with no distractions.   She asked Mom if she would still like to do that, and Mom said no, basically, that she didn’t think that would be appropriate now.   
            Karl and Ada bonded, and then Mom asked Karl to say what he thought of her, Mom.  (That was a new one, too—in contrast to the plea that we don’t compliment her for fear that they others will be jealous.) 
            Mom and Ada both thought Dana and I were dressed inappropriately.  (Pictures attached separately.)  Mom turned to me and whispered, “I think you’re concerned with your sister’s pulchritude and you’re competing a bit, but you’d better button it up.” 
            Dana and I both draped our respective sweaters over our unrespectable “cleavage,” a word more apt for Dana than for me.  (Apparently Ada had already told her that one of “those” was popping out, and she’d “better put it back in.”) 
             Mom played the piano—and very well!  She first played “Claire du Lune,” not exactly a sing-along but very pretty. 
            Then she asked whether it was anyone’s birthday, and none of the residents (who were scattered throughout the room) said that it was, but Mom played “Happy Birthday” anyway.      Then after a while she started feeling uneasy about the people there who didn’t have a grandmother who played the piano and would feel bad. 
            I think she wanted me to gather people together to be part of it, but I didn’t do that. 
            “Is anyone singing besides YOU people?” she asked. 
            I told her Bobbie was listening and applauding.  Then Mom said we should go. 
            She said, “Come back, but not soon.” 
            I think there were just too many of us, so, as I say, I hope Dana will go back today without Karl, me, or her cleavage and have a less chaotic time with Mom after she and Karl have lunch with you, Suzy.
            Tomorrow’s plan is that  I’ll take Dana to see David at Garfield, and we’ll take him out to lunch, and then I’ll drop Dana by Aegis so she sees Mom one more time before she (Dana) leaves, and then we’ll call you, Kathy, and if Plan B hasn’t already supplanted Plan A, we’ll see you late afternoon.


                        Love,
                          Tina

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