Last week was pretty good for Mother. Our daughter Missy and her cute baby were visiting us and mother loved watching the baby toddle around. The only problem was a day when the baby was teething and fuzzy, requiring a lot of attention. My mother was anxious. She would try to help or demand attention, especially from Missy. Mother wanted Missy to get her food, put her to bed, etc.
The helping was even more disturbing. Mother brought her medications to Missy, wanting to give some to the baby, " to make him feel better". So grateful that she tried to enlist help, and didn't just give him one of her anti anxiety pills. I had not realized the danger.
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We are 3 sisters taking care of our 87 year old mother, who we often call "Mamina". I hope that blogging about our experience, and hearing from others that are "in the same boat" will help us see things more clearly and learn the lessons that are there each day.
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