Wednesday Evening

Wednesday night I went to stay with Mom so Dad could go to a concert. He had purchased the tickets a while ago, not realizing at that time that Mom wouldn't want to / be able to go, but he still wanted to make an appearance, so we compromised and he decided that he'd leave half way through the show.

Surprisingly, Mom handled the whole thing pretty well. She had had a bath in the morning, and was all fresh in clean clothes and clean hair. I was too tired myself to do much other than just sit with her (which suits her fine), and we watched a couple of episodes of "Two And A Half Men." I turned her on to the silly sitcom and she seems to enjoy it!

She had been sitting in the same chair a lot lately, and she complained a little about her sides aching a bit. Maria thought it might be time to give the heating pad habit a rest, and Mom didn't seem to mind. I gave her a gentle back rub, then asked if she'd like to try laying down on the couch for a change. She was up for that, and after a little bit of negotiating, she got settled onto the couch and liked the change of view. She even kicked off her shoes.

She asked me to bring her a small bowl of trail mix (it has chocolate bits in it.. she's got a mad sweet tooth these days), and she ate the entire bowl! I switched the channel over at seven thirty p.m. to the basketball game.. She used to be a big fan but hasn't watched baseball or football or basketball games in a while now. So, I thought this was promising. She switched to a new location (the couch) and watched something on television she hadn't watched in a long time (the basketball game.)

Though she checked her watch a few times and asked me what time it was a few times, she wasn't too stressed when I explained to her how long Dad had been gone, and what he was probably doing at that particular moment. Like, well it's seven p.m. now, so he just got there and is settling into a seat. The concert starts in half an hour. Mom would roll her eyes, then at seven thirty five p.m. I said, well the concert has just started.. etc.

Dad called around eight thirty five p.m. and said he was sneaking out and on his way home. He got back a little before nine p.m., and sure enough, shortly after he sat down to share his experience, we looked over at Mom and she had her eyes closed. We had a little giggle over that, then Mom woke up and said she wanted to go to bed. I left them to themselves and their nightly rituals, which now include Dad reading aloud from a book to her. So sweet.

Today the sun is finally shining and I hope to get over there after lunch so we can go out for a walk. I wonder if the new drug is having a positive effect?