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.
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