I am home @ 08:02 am
Current Mood: sick
My mother is physically almost helpless, and her mind is only partially there. She doesn't know she is in a nursing home or that she had a stroke, fortunately. I've spent part of every day for the past three weeks visiting her.
The best thing that happened was that the nursing home adopted mom's dog. I can't even say how terrific this is. The dog seems to be getting along fine there. The residents all like her and she is, amazingly, behaving fairly well. Although almost totally not housebroken at home, there she is doing what she needs to do during long walks three times a day.
I got stuck in the snow twice and in the mud once. Those are just the times I needed to be rescued.
It's hard for me to be in my mother's house. It seems like an impossible job to clean the place out, and I keep expecting to see mom and the dog there.
I have no clean clothes to wear and probably all sorts of mail that has to be taken care of, but today I can hardly sit up for exhaustion. It doesn't help that I came down with a nasty cold yesterday. I am so very, very exhausted, physically and mentally and emotionally. I think I'll go to bed and play dead.
But I am safely at home.