(It Was A) Happy Mother's Day!
Yes, I know I'm a week late. But it was actually a very good week for Mee Maw.
Last Sunday evening, my parents told me that they, along with the other two sons and daughters-in-law that live locally, spent the afternoon of Mother's Day with Mee Maw at the home. They said that she was practically her old self all afternoon. She was laughing and joking with them, her eyes were bright and focused, and she carried on conversations like there was nothing at all wrong.
Throughout this week there have been a few minor moments, but they seem to revolve around the pain medication that she takes. Apparently it is strong enough that it clouds her mind somewhat, but once the initial effects of the medications wear off, she is back to normal. Other than those few times of minor confusion, she has a very good, very alert week.
Word has it that she has even been eating better this week. I am glad to hear that, because her mind needs nutrition to keep functional. If she doesn't eat at all, then the mind has no resources with which to work.
Yesterday she was lonely, however. Saturday was probably the first day since she has lived at the assisted-living facility that no one went to visit her. My parents were in Mississippi for a music recital featuring some of their grandkids. Roni was keeping her grandchildren, and James spent the day working with his youngest son. I do not know about Ralph and his family.
Mee Maw called my parent's house at 7:00 last night and informed the answering machine that she was still waiting for a visit and that when they came, they should bring her a snack "because I'm hungry!" Mom and Dad did not get home until after 8:00, and James said today that that was about the time he got home from working. By then it was too late for anyone to drive across town to see her.
They all visited this Sunday afternoon, and my brother Philip and his wife and son also appeared. According to Dad, Mee Maw really perks up when one of her great-grandchildren comes in to see her. Though she may seem confused or distant when others are around, she has not yet failed to respond to one of the fourth-generation brood.
I'm willing to donate one (or more) of mine to live with her if others will do the same. Maybe having a bunch of kids around will keep her sane longer.
Sane? Maybe not.
OK. Bad idea. Forget that I said that.
But I'm not deleting it! Maybe someone will find it amusing.
Back to Mee Maw: More of us need to visit her or have contact with her more often. Maybe send her a card or a short note. Anything will do to let her know that we all care about her. She has told her sons that she considers herself a burden to them. Let's let her know that she is NOT a burden, but an immense blessing!!!
Last Sunday evening, my parents told me that they, along with the other two sons and daughters-in-law that live locally, spent the afternoon of Mother's Day with Mee Maw at the home. They said that she was practically her old self all afternoon. She was laughing and joking with them, her eyes were bright and focused, and she carried on conversations like there was nothing at all wrong.
Throughout this week there have been a few minor moments, but they seem to revolve around the pain medication that she takes. Apparently it is strong enough that it clouds her mind somewhat, but once the initial effects of the medications wear off, she is back to normal. Other than those few times of minor confusion, she has a very good, very alert week.
Word has it that she has even been eating better this week. I am glad to hear that, because her mind needs nutrition to keep functional. If she doesn't eat at all, then the mind has no resources with which to work.
Yesterday she was lonely, however. Saturday was probably the first day since she has lived at the assisted-living facility that no one went to visit her. My parents were in Mississippi for a music recital featuring some of their grandkids. Roni was keeping her grandchildren, and James spent the day working with his youngest son. I do not know about Ralph and his family.
Mee Maw called my parent's house at 7:00 last night and informed the answering machine that she was still waiting for a visit and that when they came, they should bring her a snack "because I'm hungry!" Mom and Dad did not get home until after 8:00, and James said today that that was about the time he got home from working. By then it was too late for anyone to drive across town to see her.
They all visited this Sunday afternoon, and my brother Philip and his wife and son also appeared. According to Dad, Mee Maw really perks up when one of her great-grandchildren comes in to see her. Though she may seem confused or distant when others are around, she has not yet failed to respond to one of the fourth-generation brood.
I'm willing to donate one (or more) of mine to live with her if others will do the same. Maybe having a bunch of kids around will keep her sane longer.
Sane? Maybe not.
OK. Bad idea. Forget that I said that.
But I'm not deleting it! Maybe someone will find it amusing.
Back to Mee Maw: More of us need to visit her or have contact with her more often. Maybe send her a card or a short note. Anything will do to let her know that we all care about her. She has told her sons that she considers herself a burden to them. Let's let her know that she is NOT a burden, but an immense blessing!!!
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