No calls from the hospital to move Mom to Trenton hospital, wonder if I’ll get one this week. Every time I tell her she is moving back to Trenton hospital, it is like I am telling her for the first time. I hope to get her used to the idea as best as I can before we move.
Today she answered the phone in the room when her roommate Doris’ friend called. Phone was right beside her when I came in the room. She tried to answer the phone again while I was there. I let her know that Doris was answering. She really thinks sometimes that things are the same as they were. Bless her. Doris’ friend was a bit startled I imagine to hear Mom’s voice murmuring.
I took Mom for a ride in her wheelchair last night around the whole length of the hall and around. She was humming while we went. I asked, are you singing? She nodded. Was lovely really. She was enjoying it.
Doris told me the other day that Mom took the Air Force Journal I brought to her the other day to her physio therapy meeting. Clutched it tight to herself in a hug. I was quite touched by that.
Doris told me too that Mom was touching her hand in the dining room tonight. Doris was quite thrilled.
I wonder sometimes if Mom has some realization of what is happening. It’s a blessing that she’s been so calm about it all. Sometimes I can be accepting, sometimes I cry on the way home from visiting her in the hospital.
Was very tired today at work. Don’t sleep through the night these days. Has been a bit trying at work with personalities lately. I think I’m getting through it!
Hoping to get to Colleen’s for two nights this week if all goes well. Carol Lee is coming too. We plan to gab, drink wine and scrapbook. Wish me luck in getting there. It’s tough on Mom though when I’m not there every day, and if I go to Colleen’s, I won’t be at hospital Thursday night. Hopefully a visit from Scott will hold her over until Friday.