I have had a not too bad couple of days, Mum has a thing about dust and bits on the carpet, she told me I needed to dust her wall lights as she could see a lot of dust - honest I couldn't see a thing! Anyway I took her one of those fluffy extendable dusters, well she thought it was great, and went round the room dusting everything. I smiled as she looked happy but sad as how frail she is looking.
We walked around the garden, which is huge and very overgrown as neither of my parents have been able to maintain it properly, which was a shame as they both loved gardening, now Dad has gone, I think she thinks I am super human, she points with her stick saying this needs to be pulled out etc.
As many of you have experienced we are having food problems, Dad used to be her carer and did all the cooking, now we do it for her - well my husband does all the cooking and I take it to her and stay with her for a couple of hours. She likes Pizza and chips, anything with chips at the moment, but she doesn't like the way I cook them!!!! The Pizza that it. So I got a Pizza delivered today, asked her what she wanted, anchovies, she decided that she didn't like it, told her to pick the anchovies off but she only ate 2 slices with chips!
We got a wheelchair for her last week as she is very slow on her feet and gets tired, anyway she asked to come to my home for the afternoon. I think she really enjoyed it, we have a dog which she loves. A different scenery has done her good and she ate a baked potato with cheese.
I just wish she could remember her words, we seem to have a guessing game when she is trying to tell me something and she talks about the war a lot and her parents but nothing makes sense, I only know the stories from her pre AZ days.
I can relate to so many of the posts on here, I am just waiting for the next stage.
Sorry bit of a long story.