The other day I went to see my mom. There were several senior citizens gathered around the TV ready to watch Harold’s recorded plane ride. He had ridden on a bi-plane just a couple of years ago. His ride was filmed from the ground. The camera man had lost the plane for just a few minutes. Sometimes the CD itself would freeze. Harold told us that when the plane was out of view that is when it would be doing its loop-to-loops. I don’t think so.
He also would like to ride a glider and jump out of an airplane. The jumping will not take place. His doctor says he’s in good enough health – but Harold is hunched over and if he lands the wrong way it could paralyze him. So realistically he has decided not to attempt that one. He would still like to ride on a glider though.
I learned that his last name is Mull as Desa (the activities coordinator) kept on calling him Mr. Mull – which I thought was odd as I have always heard her address every other resident by his or her first name.
I went over to sit with my mom. I sat in a hard chair and mom sat in the couch next to me. And then someone moved Harold to my other side. I offered to trade mom places, but she said that was okay.
Harold took my hand and then laughed about it as he looked over at mom and realized that she was not attached to the hand he had grabbed. Mom introduced me to him for the umpteenth time and said she had decided to trade places after all. The couch was comfortable to sleep in, but not to sit up and watch a movie. It didn’t seem conducive for senior citizens – perhaps they’d been brought in for the visitors?
Harold took out a piece of candy to give to Jenna. Mom ate it. I don’t think Harold noticed. He usually expresses concern as my mom is diabetic. He lovingly scolds her and she gets upset and that is the point in which Harold becomes “That Guy” but when he’s affectionate without sounding preachy, he becomes Harold again. Thus I can always tell whether she is on the outs with him or not.
When the DVD’s and slide show had ended, we all went back to mom’s room – Harold included. We visited for a bit – though Harold seemed to be doing the majority of talking. Desa says that someone picks Harold up every Thursday to take him to his guitar lessons. How I admire that. I hope that when I get to be his age I am still actively involved.
Jenna and I were just getting ready to leave when Desa announced that they were playing Bingo and Jenna wanted to stay for that. Harold doesn’t like to play Bingo but sometimes mom will play and so he will play because mom is. Neither one of them wanted to play Bingo while we were there. But Jenna did. So Jenna and I used the cards that were assigned to mom and Harold.
Nellie wandered in and Desa invited her to sit down, but Nellie is NOT happy to be there. She sat only because her back’s been bothering her. Gradually Jenna became bored and we left. I could sense Nellie getting ready to jump up to follow us out. Her physical condition slowed her down and Jenna and I were able to get away.
Poor Nellie. Her situation is so much like my own mom when she first arrived. Except for Nellie is further gone. But she wants to escape like my mom once did. She’s not packed however. Or has her purse in hand. I wonder if the day will come when Mom and Alice realize that they don’t need their purses anymore.
Mom’s purse is heavy. It always has been. Once it was keys that made it heavy. I have no clue what’s in there right now. And except for a couple of items, mom has no clue what’s in there either. But as long as she has it, I know she’s still in stage five. When I see mom without her purse, I’ll know that stage seven will soon be on its way. NOT looking forward to that at all.