Crazy=confused=addlepated

January 1st 2011:  My mom came to live with me two weeks ago today. I thought it would be a good thing to journal my time with her.  I have titled my blog:" Who's crazy: Mom or Me?".  I used the word crazy in my title, not  with the true meaning of insane, but with the looser meaning of confused, or for a fun definition of addlepated.  Mom has always had a great sense  of humor, so in tribute to her I hope to keep that alive in this blog.   I know in her mind she believed that she was only coming for a visit, and after the first week, and every day since she has been asking to go home.  I am #8 on 11 children  and as each of my brothers and sisters come to visit her here at my home she is asking each of them to take her home. Right now, the home in her head, while it is in the correct town, is the home she was in when she and my dad had her dad living with them before he got sick and died.  She needs to get home to care for her "Poppy" (who has been dead for 60 or so years).  She was very close to her dad, and those memories are some of her best.  I do not like telling her over and over that her Poppy has gone on to be with Jesus. It's like she has to relive that time over each time I tell her .

She just got up for the day and is calling for one of her sisters.  I tell her that that sister is at her home,  She wants to know what day it is, I tell her that it is Saturday, January 1st.  I ask her if she remembers whose birthday it is, and she says that's what she is trying to remember.  I tell her that it is one of her childrens .  Then I tell her which one and she wants to know how old he is.  I tell her that he is 55, then she  asks how old I am and I tell her 57.  She says,  then that makes me 15 doesn't it...That sense of humor peaks through!