When I got there to see Mamina today, mid afternoon, she was outside her room, having one of those moments when she can barely move. She'd had her medication, so it had to do with anxiety. She said she'd been thinking of "escaping" but had changed her mind and now couldn't figure out how to get back in her room.
She had dinner with us on Sunday and wanted to go right back to the care center. I kept trying to delay her going back, trying to engage her in conversation, but not even an offer of dessert persuaded her. By the time we took her back she was very anxious and didn't recognize her room. (She also didn't recognize my house). It took quite a while to calm her. I need to remember this and take her back as soon as she asks.
Meanwhile, she has told me the last couple of days that she and her roommate Julia (for some reason she calls her Luisa) are now friends. Julia had wanted to get in bed with mother, to stay warm, but Mamina didn't like that.
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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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