Tonight's picture was taken in April of 2009. I know the exact day of the week.... FRIDAY! How do I know? Because the fellow making the slime was Chris, he was the president of the chemistry club at the University. Chris and his club friends visited the pediatric units ONLY on Fridays! No matter how badly Mattie was feeling, he always wanted to see Chris. Mattie loved all of Chris' scientific experiments and hands on activities. I can't tell you how appreciative I will always be to this student. I know Chris wanted to eventually go to medical school, and I always wonder... what happened to Chris? May he know that he brought us many happy moments.
Quote of the day: There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle, or the mirror that reflects it. ~ Edith Wharton
It is 7pm, and don't ask me what I have been doing today. I feel like I got nothing done. It was a grey and pouring rain kind of day. Thunder included! That sends Sunny right to the basement, as he gets extremely nervous with any sort of rumbling. At around 2pm, I told me mom that she had to get herself ready because we were going to leave at 2:20pm for our restaurant reservation.
My mom was completely out of sorts, as I found her standing in the middle of her bedroom closet, with the door closed. She said that she did not want to go out because of the rain and felt we should stay home. It was safer! I told her that all three of us were going out and if she wanted to stay home, she was going to do that by herself. Which of course she did not want to do. So she reluctantly got it together and came with us.
Once in the car, I sensed she was anxious. I prepped Peter and told him what was going on before getting in the car. So we just reinforced for my mom that it was just rain, there are other people out and about, and she was going to be fine. I did not see a change in her behavior until we got into the restaurant. The restaurant was lively and she could see people all around us eating and having a good time. So her attitude changed. But her behavior today was noteworthy, unusual, and not rational.
In fact, today was the first day my mom admitted that her memory is failing. She did this because she asked me the same question several times in a row. Each time I reminded her the answer, and finally she caught herself which is what triggered her reflection about her memory. My mom needs as much support as my dad, however, the support just looks different than what I do for my dad. Needless to say, managing one parent is hard, caring for two takes the challenges to a whole new level.
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