Morning all,
That pic could have been better, Spamar - but I was too lazy to go fetch and set up the tripod, lol! It just reminded me of a couple of chats we've had on here, about is there any truth to the belief that a full moon affects behavior - going on yesterday and the day before, I'd say that there was a fair bit of evidence in favour of saying that yes - it really does!
We hide the salt, now Slugsta - when I put Mil's meal down in front of her, I tell her that I've already 'put on as much salt as the Doctor says you can have' - the 'Doctor' is responsible for a LOT of things in this house because Mil doesn't like to go against what a 'doctor' has advised
Jm and Katrine, Mil only wears trousers now! She used to wear skirts, but even before she moved in with us, she was having a few falls and in the end was convinced the falls were down to the low court style shoes and low heeled sandals she used to wear with skirts and dresses. She kept saying that you couldn't buy decent shoes in those styles any more (?). We took her to get her feet properly measured and buy shoes that were 'sturdier', more supportive, that we hoped she would feel safer in - she declared then that you couldn't 'wear skirts with shoes like that' and has worn trousers almost exclusively since then. Even last year, when we found some really comfy (and well fitted) flat sandals for her, she stuck to the trousers. I think the last time she worse a dress was for oldests B.A. graduation - and she clearly felt uncomfortable in it (though she looked really nice) and complained about the dress looking 'awful' on her all day
I must admit I tend to stick to jeans myself - though when the weather is decent, I will wear maxi dresses - I love them for wedding photography, reasonably smart, comfy, easy to move in them - and should I have to stretch or crouch or climb to get a shot, no chance of my top rising up and people around me bursting into screams of 'Say No to crack'
Daughters arrived home shortly after my last post yesterday and I called Mil downstairs to join us for tea. Initially, it was as though the behaviour of earlier hadn't happened, though oddly she walked into the room and though she spoke nicely to both girls, she didn't seem to realise that oldest had just come home for the first time in 9 or 10 weeks. It was half way through the meal that she suddenly looked at oldest and said 'Oh - you're home!', despite the fact that she had spoken to her several times already.
After tea, the confabulations and confusion continued. She started talking about oldests boyfriend (relatively new on the scene, and Mil has never met him) coming out with several tall tales that involved him, as though she knew him well. Watching and listening to Mil and oldest, it really brought home to me how impossible it now is to hold anything like a conversation with Mil these days. Not just in terms of the content of anything Mil says being largely invented, but more the way she goes off on tangents and changes the tales mid-sentence, random phrases popping up that have nothing to do with whatever it was that she has started talking about. It really makes it hard to respond to anything she says, in a 'conversational' way. After tea, in the front room, oldest put on some programme that involved planning a wedding (was she dropping hints?) and tried to draw her Nana into a chat about the wedding dresses being shown - as she was speaking Mil suddenlygot up and asked for the remote control, completely cutting across what dau was saying to her. Daughter asked did she want to check the time? No, said Mil - I want to play games on the telly - give me the remote! It was just so abrupt and quite rude, complete disregard for anyone else watching the TV.
Shortly after that, ET landed. As did the 'little girl' that Mil had brought with her, who (Mil said) had been here 'all day' and who was now at 'Mil's house'. Again, Mil very clear that the house had been sold but still somehow sure that she could come and go as she pleased and that she still lived there most of the time. I went very quickly to 'No - I'm not going to talk about that', but she nagged on and on - so hard not to say anything that allows her to draw you into an argument about 'home'. In the end, she declared she wanted bed, as I wasn't giving in, and I was glad to see the back of her, TBH. Really hard work yesterday
There were no complaints about any discomfort from the bump on her head, but some nasty bruising is coming out on her hand, from when she fell. I checked she had full range of movement in fingers and wrist, so no break - but the bruising obviously has left her very sore, so I would imagine that between that, the leg injury and the new skin tear on her elbow, she isn't going to be the sweetest to be around for the next few days. Next week, I think I will take her to the local mobility shop and see how she gets on trying frames and walkers - its definitely getting to be time for that, probably well passed time for it, though she has always been very resistant to the idea. I'm hoping she will accept something that decreases the likelihood of falls and further injury - and if necessary, I'll lie through my teeth and tell her the Doctor has said she must use it while her leg is healing. Needs must and all that!
Off (hopefully, weather permitting) with my girls, dogs and camera to local Alyn Waters, to get some more Autumn shots and stretch my legs. Haven't been out properly at all for nearly 3 weeks with this lurgy, finally it seems to be pretty much gone, so want to get some exercise.
Hope you guys all have a good day xxxxx
