| Just a quickie about Mom and our visit tonight. She looked like Mom! She acted like Mom! She was eating so politely, and being the hostess, and flirting and asking questions and telling stories, and teasing the folk who came in to visit, and /or give her her meds. The stinker is that she doesn't speak words that are put together into an understandable sentence. It hurts so horribly much. I also noticed that she had more trouble than previously when eating to swallow her food, and her getting out of the chair was slow and a bit wobbly and with pain. They started her on Zyprexa, and she is more "calm" and not "sedated" i.e. logey and not "herself", but I'm on guard for the two possible symptoms /side effects mentioned above. I love her incredibly much and I can't ever put it into the right words -- I'm as unable to communicate the intensity and the down to the core of my being and soul how I feel about her and care for her and want for her. But I do. I hope she has a clue somewhere to know she's loved. She does not know why Dad and Jay and the family don't visit. At least she eats well when we've visited the last few times. We're hopefully back on the weekend visits again. Trish mentioned that she just loves watching Mom eat the way she does when we are there. I wish we could do it more often, but we just can't do it without totally beating ourselves down. I don't know if I mentioned we had xmas with Robby, so one more family to go here in Wa, Katie, Mike and Colby, and still we need to fire the prezzies off to the IA Gillman's. The 18th this month is Gregg's b'day, and the 24th and 25th are Robyn and Jenny's. Gotta try to send them off in time.
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