Sunday, January 2, 2011

Please take me home

Mom is so focused on going "home".  She asks everyone who walks by her to take her home.  One of my sons was over today and she asked me if I  thought he would take her home.  I always try to be truthful with her.  She does not like to hear the truth.  She asks about her dad, brothers, my dad,  her mom. I tell her that they are all gone.  She thinks I'm lying to her.  Which is better to tell her, that they are gone or that they are fine?  If I tell her that they are doing good, then she wants to go see them more, so I continue to tell her the truth.  Was there humor in today?  She loves Bing Crosby.  We have watched "White Christmas" and "Holiday Inn" so many times this last week.  Today it was "Holiday Inn".  When it came on she said "there's my Bing".   I'm going to have to find more Bing Crosby movies or we will be watching "White Christmas" July 4th.   When she was at her home she did not even want to watch TV.  Now she enjoys it.  go figure.   At least it stimulates her brain.  I wish I could figure out more things that she could help me with.  It makes her feel better about herself- as it would anyone- right?  I found myself getting a little impatient today, after about the 10th time of hearing "Please take me home".  Mom, I can't take you home.  You live here with me so that I can take care of you.  I don't need you to take care of me.
After all that I have done for you kids and now you treat me this way.  Sorry Mom,  I'm leaving the room now.  And so ends another day.  Was there any humor today?  I know there was,  but I can't find it right now.

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