Chez Rozarie

Interesting week it has been.  Dad is much more mobile, and Mom is no longer as delusional as she was.  Dad's use of the walker has declined.  He's even folded it up!  I discovered him bending over, quite nicely, picking something up off of the kitchen floor.  When he saw me watching, though, he groaned just a little!  And here, I thought my acting ability came from my Mom! Mom had a UTI - if you remember, she was seeing children playing and bugs crawling.  The litmus test was when she saw her reflection in the window this week, and knew it was herself!  Woohoo!  She also became a bit more steady on her feet, and knew where she lived.  I'll take "Stratford" over "I don't know" anytime! Thursday was doctor day.  Dad to the podiatrist, Mom to the primary care physician.  We set off to the podiatrist on the first really cold morning of the season.  That meant gloves and winter coat for Mom.  I got them ready for her ...

Sitting here, watching college football on Saturday night.  Of course, Mom and Dad are sitting here as well.  Dirk's team, Alabama is on, losing to Texas A and M.  Mom has the uncanny ability to always root against the team someone in the room wants to win.  In this case, she seems to be rooting for Texas.  Remember, Dirk's team is Bama.  We're here in the last quarter, Bama just got picked in the end zone, Mom is laughing...nope, she doesn't get it at all. Mom is also recuperating from a Urinary Tract Infection.  When you are old, a UTI can cause hallucinations and delusions, in addition to a serious lack of balance, and a temperature. Incontinence is also part of the deal. Your appetite also really stinks.  Mom had all of these symptoms, even though we were able to figure it out early enough to get her on antibiotics before the delusions and temp set in. We had a snow storm here in the midst of her visions.  She kept going over to the w...

The saga continues...Dad still has a procession of people coming in almost every day.  I never know, however, when they are scheduled for, or what day.  Most of them are alright with our Santana.  Big shepherds can be scary, but he is a wuss dog, especially with women.  I think it's the OT who isn't good with him, so I have to put him in the office with the gate when she is coming.   It would be good to know when she is coming.  That way I don't have to be angry that I waited for an hour for her to get here (because Dad said 11:30, when she actually told him 12:30).  Her last day here is Monday.  She'll be making sure he can take a shower by himself so she can sign off on the Home Health Aide's role in the procession.  I will NOT be around, so my puppy will have to hang out in the office. I will miss the HHA.  She's been great, even when my Dad told her he didn't eat "collyards". "I don't eat 'collyards'.  They're too sp...