Really...I see that the last time I posted here I had sciatic pain. AND...I still have it...only it's worse. Another story...
Today...I decided to go home after work and then go back to see Mom at her suppertime...wrong choice. She looked to be sleeping comfortably in bed. The CNA told me that she had been up a couple of times in the last half hour and was kind of ornery. I took her glasses off and left her sleeping peacefully. She actually looked comfortable this time...with head on a pillow...not like yesterday. I saw the nurse when I was leaving. She said that Mom had eaten a lot...banana, peanut butter toast, cookie. Mom was adopted this year by a lady at church. I told her that the best time for a visit would be meal time. I "heard" from this same nurse the other day that the visit last Saturday did not go well....I found her present unwrapped & card unopened in her room. I can't remember the last time Mom smiled and talked to me. But on Sunday, I took her a kolache that Tracy had made (a prune one instead of her favorite, poppyseed...cause that batch didn't turn out). I wrote kolache on the board....she recognized that but not that Tracy had made it. She said, "Yes, kolaches." As she was eating it, she said, "It tastes just as good as the ones I make." WoW....that's something! BUT....she didn't smile about it. She is tired....so very tired.... I miss that lady. It would be nice to talk to her about my troubles....when life gets heavy..and also share joys, of course. It would be nice if I could talk to her and if she could just hear me. I love her...and it hurts.
