A Better Day

Today mom was out of bed and sitting in her wheelchair. The cna's did a good job of making her as comfortable as possible with pillows, soft heel protectors, and no knee abductor. I think they may be better at their job than the ones who work upstairs. The also were kind enough to tell me how they thought mom was doing, who fed her breakfast and lunch and how much she ate, the schedule for the antibiotic drops, etc. A nice change from the nurses station upstairs where I feel invisible.

I finally met mom's new primary physician. He wanted her medical background which I told him at length. He will order some lab work to see how she is doing overall. Then he went and studied mom's chart and history. I mentioned how we are concerned about getting mrsa ourselves, especially Carolyn since she has the challenged immune system. He said as long as we take the normal precautions of wearing gloves, washing our hands thoroughly and often, don't put our fingers in our eyes and don't kiss mom, we both should be fine. So I feel better. Now I won't have to ruin my clothes by washing them in hot water.

I played three cd's while visiting and chatting with mom. She really loves music. I brought in two gardenia's from our yard so we could enjoy their scent. Some days I search for things to talk about other than my golf game. I told her little snippets of conversations I've had recently with my kids, discussed the weather and finally said, "I wish I had something exciting to talk to you about." Mom said, "You don't need to do that, just be here with me." So, I sat next to her and let her hold my gloved hands until it was time for the transfer to her bed for a nap. Today was a satisfying day. Oh, and I got a 95 at golf so it was a really good day.