Saturday, February 20, 2016
Mom: chicken soup for the soul
Moi: Do you like that book ma
Mom: did you ever make chicken soup
Mom: really, did you use this recipe book
I was at a conference with Jack Canfield and we were walking down the corridor so I told him my momism story about his word search book ... He one upped me and told me about a time when he was doing a book launch at a hotel a few years back; they delivered the books but nobody could find them; they looked all over the hotel, in the storage room, in the holding dock.
They found them in the kitchen.
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Me: I have I one too ...
Mom: Oh my Golly, I hope I didn't give it to you?
Me: No ma, it's not contagious, let's both go and have a lie-down
Every single day she comes up with something that makes me smile, chuckle or laugh my head off.
It must be her naive caring witty nature.
One of her favorite sayings is "oh my golly". I think it is a saying from when she was younger.
Monday, February 15, 2016
After she completes one, she is so happy and says "there" ... but does not want me to take it apart. She wants to put it in a frame and hang it on a wall ... lol.
Mom loves going for a ride. We try to go out every day and sometimes it's just to look around or go pick up some milk. She gets very bored doing her puzzle book. I don't know what I would do without my car.
Mom: are we going anywhere
Moi: yes we're going to go out later for abit
Mom: where are we going
Moi: for a ride ... (I used to tell her the details but now I just say for a ride)
Mom: ok I'm ready
Moi: where is your buggy
Mom: in my room
Moi: I think maybe we should bring it
Mom: it won't run away on me you know ...
Mom: are we on Bank street?
Moi: not right now, we're on Carling
Mom: oh ok
A few minutes later
Moi: do you know where we are now? (We're actually now on bank street getting closer to where we live)
Mom: we're in the car
Mom: you're such a good driver Michele
Moi: thank you mom ... do you say that to your other driver Kevin (he picks her up and brings her to Wabano)
Moi: is he a good driver?
Moi: maybe you should tell him
Mom: but I don't want to disturb him ...
Moi: I think you should tell him that he is a good driver ... I'm sure he will appreciate that
Mom: ok I'll tell him the next time I see him
Last night Mom and I were sitting around half watching TV when my brother called. He lives in the same city as we do and sometimes he struggles with his own challenges and limitations, he is not working, he needs back surgery, doesn't have a vehicle, and sometime he gets busy with his own life and forgets to come by and visit.
Moms are special; once a mom always a Mom and they will always care about their children. No matter what.
Mom: who is this?
My Bro: it's me mom, Albert
Moi: it's Albert, your son, Al
Mom: oh, how are you - what are you doing?
My Bro: I'm just calling to say Happy Valentine's Day Mom
Mom: happy what ...
My Bro: Happy Valentine's Day
Moi: Happy Valentine's Day
Mom: Is it Valentine's Day
Moi: yes Mom
My Bro - I love you Mom
Mom: you what?
My Bro: It's Al Mom, I'm just calling to say Happy Valentine's Day and I love you.
Mom; Are you still living in Sarnia?
My Bro: No, Mom I'm Al, Roger lives in Sarnia
Mom: oh, when did you move?
Moi: it's Al Mom, he lives here
My Bro: ok, mom, I'm going to let you go
Mom - ok, be good
My Bro: I'm always good Mom - I'm not in jail, yet
Mom: jail ... what did you do?
My Bro: It's Ok Mom, everything is ok, I'm always good
Mom: you think so? Be good ...
Moi: Say bye now Mom
Mom: Ok, be good. Bye
Sunday, February 14, 2016
When we were young, music played a huge part in our family and our life. My father played the fiddle, my brothers played the guitar, and the girls would dance (with the dog) and we'd have dance contests. It was so good for the family and it brought back some fine memories.
Old-time fiddle music was a daily occurrence in our home and now that my Dad is gone, we don't hear it anymore. It was so wonderful to see mom enjoying herself, She was clapping her hands (not missing one beat) and toe tapping to the time of the music and we even got up to shake a leg (while holding both my hands) and jig abit. We had a wonderful time and it really did us both a ton of good.
Mom played piano when she was a child; she had her grade 8 in music. There is something about a beat ... almost like the heart beat.
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Mom and I are there, clapping. She has her mitts on. LOL
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Mom - Are we going anywhere today?
Moi - Yes Mom, it's Wednesday, you are going to Wabano; let's get you dressed.
Mom - Where's my coat
Moi - No Mom, we need to take off your pj's and put on some clothes. Let's take those pj's off and we will change your undershirt and put on your bra.
Mom - You just want to see my titties ... (lol ... she says this almost every single day)
Moi - Sure Mom, do you say that to Avan when she gives you a shower?
Mom - No way ... I just say it to you
Moi - There. you're all set for the day.
A few minutes later.
Mom - I'm so glad I had a girl first
Moi - I know ... can you imagine if Roger or Albert (my brothers) had to get you dressed in the morning or give you a shower ..
Mom - I know, it's true.
I know she appreciates everything I do for her but not as much as I appreciate everything she has done for me over the past sixty years.
Monday, February 8, 2016
Colours have become more and more important to her as she is still able to see things that are the same but she can't she how they are connected. I'm not sure if I am making any sense. Let me give you an example.
I try to stimulate her on a daily basis. She can't watch TV because she can't follow the story line but last year I came across these great puzzles; the ones with the large pieces; I get them at the Dollar Store. They are for pre-school age children but she doesn't know the difference and they entertain her for about 30-40 minutes usually when I am cooking or trying to clean up. I try not to overwhelm her so I give her 4 or 5 pieces at a time and all the same colour ... she does not look at the picture and try to put it together that way, but she looks at the colours. When she is done that group, she happily tells me, and I give her a few more pieces usually in another colour.
She is cute as a button ... really she is.
Sunday, February 7, 2016
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Mom: Are you going anywhere tonight?
Moi: No, mom, it's almost time for bed. Let's get you a shower and then you will be ready. It's 7:30, let's go
Mom: It's not thirty (30) yet, it's only at the five.
Moi: Ok, you're right. Let's go.
Mom: Are these mine? (points to the PJ bottom and top)
Moi: Yes, I bought them for you. Do you like them (they are purple and have barbie dolls on them but they don't sell matching tops so I paired them up with a hot pink PJ top).
Mom: Well, I like purple and I like the picture. But, they don't match.
Moi: I know Mom. It's okay, you're just going to bed. And besides they don't make a top to match.
Mom: What do they expect you to do?
Moi: I don't think anyone is going to notice.
Mom: I guess it will have to do but i think they should make matching tops.
Mom: What are we going to do today?
Moi: I don't know yet - What were you thinking about
Mom: Me? Thinking. I'm not thinking
Giggle, giggle, giggle. She realized what she said.
As she goes to bed, she usually asks about tomorrow. Of course, she will ask at least 5 or 6 times until I need to say, it's time to go to bed now Mom.
Mom: Am I going anywhere tomorrow?
Moi: Yes Mom, tomorrow is Wednesday. Wednesday is for ??? W e. I try to get her to play along with me to see if she can figure it out.
Giggle, giggle, giggle. She is happy because she got it right.
One day at a time
Mom living in the moment
Mom: You know that lady that comes here to give me a shower?
Moi: Yes ... Avan (she still cannot remember her name and she has been coming for at least 1.5 years)
Mom: Does she give you a shower too
Moi: No, Mom, just you
Mom: Do we need to pay her?
Moi: No Mom
Mom: That is so nice of her, isn't it?
Moi: Indeed it is nice of her
Everything is so simple with her. It is either black or white. No gray.
Mom: oh I love these shoes
Moi: really, why is that
Mom: they make my feet look smaller (she has size 11 feet - I know)
Mom: oh I love these shoes
Moi: really - I bet you I know why
Moi: Because they make your feet look smaller
Mom: How did you know
Giggle, giggle, giggle.
Repetition and saying the same thing over and over again can be annoying and frustrating. She has no idea she is repeating herself. I listen and respond just like she is telling me something for the very first time.
Friday, February 5, 2016
First a little history. Mom was diagnosed about five plus years ago shortly after she broke her hip from a fall. After the operation we noticed she seemed to be a little confused and we figured it was because of the operation. The health team were surprised to learn that she had no recollection of the fall and she was not able to answer some basic questions. They decided to keep her a little longer to do a geriatric assessment to determine if there were other health issues.
Well, after many tests and a month long stay in the Geriatric Assessment Unit, she failed the kitchen test. That meant that she was no longer able to cook. They wanted to put her into a facility. They called us into a family meeting to break the news, We decided as a family that she was not going into any facility. My dad had kidney disease and he went to dialysis three times a week so we needed to find a suitable arrangement to ensure she was not left alone.
We decided that she was coming home with us and we would figure it out. That meant someone had to take care of her and that meant me. I was retirement age. I was eligible for my full pension. I had a home-based business that I could manage at home.
The Geriatric Assessment Unit at the Ottawa Hospital was very helpful in getting things organized for CCAC, home care and physio therapy.