Wednesday November 19, 2014 Today she is more exasperated than ever. Irritated to repeat herself, explain herself, or be asked any question. The non sequiturs are more frequent, and in fact have become the great majority of what she says.
Sunday November 16, 2014 Last night at around midnight she called to go to the bathroom. Adam heard her first and when I walked out she was already on her commode. “Let’s give her some privacy,” Adam said, and we
Thursday November 13, 2014 Adam comes to my room to let me know my mother is pretty alert, so I get up and go to her. After we have been talking for a while, she says, “I need something that’s
November 10, 2014 Cont’d 6:55p.m. Today felt a bit more blah than yesterday. Aggravation with landlord. Mom’s complaints and my telling her she sounds like an ingrate. “Oh, kick me when I’m down,” she said. “I’m not kicking you,” I
November 8, 2014 Last night I was sitting with Mom in bed when Mom asked Candy to join us too. Because she didn’t want to make Mom move over, Candy got herself into an uncomfortable position with one leg on
For a little over a week after the rapid decline of my mother and her friends’ concerns brought me to my mother’s, I was in a state of shock – it all felt so surreal – and I felt a desperate
November 4, 2014 Mom reached for her lamp in the night and fell out of bed. It was a little after 4am. Adam heard her calling and helped her back to bed. He recorded a half milligram of Ativan and
November 1, 2014 Adam had been up with my mom since 4a.m. He’d made her coffee, grated her some apples – but she vomited up the apple. “It’s just an apple,” she said, distressed. “An apple a day,” she added,
October 31, 2014 Journal I am beginning to wonder if I gave too much weight to the fears of Mom’s friends on Monday. Mom said this morning that she had wondered what was going on, on Monday. Her friends may have
