Saturday when I got there, I told mom we were going outside again for a walk. We walked all the way around to the back as far as we could go, I didn’t know there was a gazebo out there. Mom kept wanting to hold Molly.
On Sunday, Heather wanted me to see a sore on moms foot from a bunion. She was concerned about it.
On Monday I went with John to a mass at St. Peter’s for John’s mom. It’s been 1 year since she passed. It made me remember how at her funeral during the procession, I spotted mom (with Trudy, who was super wonderful to take her) and she was smiling broadly. It was so out of character for her, another indication of her mentally declining.
Later I went to see her and saw that her foot looked swollen. Bob her OT was there and had been observing her, and will see her 1-2 times a week. He told me he’d helped her last year at her house, and said there had been quite a mental deterioration. We looked at her foot and I called her doctor, left a message. They called back and said if it’s bad to go to the ER. Janette came in, checked her out, vitals good. She suggested urgent care. So Janette got her into my car. Mom repeatedly asked me where I was taking her. We got inside, registered, waiting, and mom said she had to p. I asked for a nurse to help her, but no one available. Mom had just gone before we left, so I knew she didn’t really have to go. Sometimes if I drop it, she will forget about it. It’s an obsession for her. She kept repeating “it’s hard to wait” to the amusement of others in the waiting room. A PA saw her, and prescribed an antibiotic cream and oral antibiotic. I texted John to help me get her back in the car plus the wheelchair is heavy, my back is acting up. John came and i brought her back, having texted Janette to help me when I arrive, which she did. I gave her the instructions and cream and bandages.
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