Mom's neighbor seems like a good sort, she saw a fellow human being in trouble and stepped in to help. She disclosed to Annie that the neighbors refer to mom as "Crabby Barb". Annie laugh cuz her mom has a negative take on a lot of things. OK, almost everything.jhawks99 wrote: ↑Thu Apr 06, 2023 1:44 pm Good on Mom's neighbor. Annie's Mom is fortunate to have someone close who cares, even if she doesn't know her.
My Dad used to get UTI's and when he did he would get septic. We knew it was time to take him to the ER when he started babbling incoherently. It was kind of a routine. He'd get angry and couldn't sleep. They would give him and ambien. That would trip him out for a couple of days and we begged them not to do that. Occasionally they would ignore that advice and give him a half of one anyway. I never had to deal with that level of dementia. You and Annie are in my thoughts.
My Uncle had Alzheimer's. He lived in LA, was a marine who saw action in Korea and then became a detective in LA. Would have loved to hear some of his stories. Before it got too bad, he would call me every Sunday. Exactly the same conversation every week.
"My Mom was born in Kentucky, I don't like Kentucky." My Mom says their Mom was born in KC.
"The Ohio River is actually in Kentucky." I think this is true.
"I went to Keenland with my son in law."
Etc. Good guy, I miss him.
I had not heard of the UTI thing. But as soon as they admitted her that was the first test they did, it came back "nope, just crazy". They were able to get her into a local hospital for an extended stay. She needs to take some meds now on a regular basis and needs someone watching over her. One of her retired sisters is heading that way today to take over these responsibilities. Annie can get back to her life on a semi-normal basis for now. We are headed to Loveland for a Colorado rural economic development conference for the week. Learning how to help the people of the Empire develop affordable housing and become evil rich people in their own right. A sudden departure for Fargo would be a big interruption.
My mom's stories can be funny. On Christmas Days she called to say she had been robbed. "These two men came into my room and took all of may jewelry and ran out with it." She usually makes these disclosures in a pretty non-challant way for someone who was just minutes before robbed. I told her that I had just talked to my sister and that her grandsons had just dropped her off at the facility, those were the "two men". "What, my grandsons robbed me?" No they didn't, they just dropped you off on their way to the airport. What did you have for Christmas dinner? "Oh, it was so good, my mom is such a good cook." Yes, your daughter is a good cook. And just like that the trauma from the recent robbery has passed.
And then later when my nephew group texts during a KU game I can give him hell. "Why are we talking about a KU game after you just stole your grandmother's jewelry on Christmas Day you ungrateful fuck!" His mom, drudgery daughter, enjoys that. If you can laugh about it there is less chance of all this shit fucking you up as well.
