Greetings,
After a day of rehab, I was warned that Mom would be
exhausted and probably sleeping. When I arrived at 5:00 p.m. Mom was
sitting up and eating dinner, bright eyed and bushy tailed. After eating
while watching her roommate’s T.V., she pushed her tray away and motioned for
me to come closer. I said "Hi Mom" and she said
"hhhaaaaiiii". And then smiled and laughed. WOW, first day of
rehab and she must be excelling to the gifted and talented program. She
then pointed to her closet. After a little communication glitches it
became clear that she wanted to see the clothes I had brought for her. I
showed her each t-shirt and she nodded yes to them all. The underwear,
Christmas socks (she was wearing her Halloween ones today), bra, and sweaters
(I took in two of the sweatshirt sweaters she makes...she inspected the stitching
on both before she nodded yes) passed the test. It was the pants that
disturbed her. I had brought in 3 pairs that were new, still had on the
tags and she screwed up her face and put them to the side. She looked
over the other two pairs of pants, inspecting the tags and checking out the waistbands
and rejected one and kept the other. She is now down to two pairs of
pants...I may need to take her to Wal-Mart to get some acceptable pants because
I refuse to go back and forth, buying and returning pants until we find some to
her liking. :) Just joking, I am THRILLED that she wanted to choose
her own clothes to wear while she is there. It seems like some sort of
acceptance of where she is and what she needs to do, as if she figures she
might as well have clothes that she wants to wear.
What a pleasant surprise that Mom was alert and with it
during our visit tonight. She leaned up and unbuttoned Dad's shirt with
her left hand, the second time she has done that. We are not sure what
that is all about, but hey, it's good fine motor therapy. Mom also enjoyed
opening the cards she has gotten. She laughed at the fun pictures and
seemed to enjoy hearing me read aloud people's good wishes and greetings.
We are keeping the cards in a basket next to her bed so she can flip through
them when she wants.
Many of you have expressed concern about me taking good care
of myself. I am eating, sleeping and bathing, I actually feel okay.
My husband Mike (we got married July 1st) arrived this evening and I am feeling
even better (and he is happy I have been bathing).
That's all for now. Again, thanks for all your good
wishes and prayers. Mom is one tough cookie.
Much Love,
Peggy Anne
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