We stopped by to visit PG yesterday and was pleasantly surprised to see her bowling on the Wii with the other residents. She looked like her old self (except that she was in a wheelchair), and that was a great sight. We stayed and bowled a couple of games with the group. Definitely a hopeful day, until later Friday evening when an aide from the assisted living called to let me know that she found PG on the floor. She said that PG wasn't hurt and PG claimed that she was trying to get something out of her dresser. Then we discussed how PG intentionally slides off her bed and crawls around her room to do things instead of trying to walk (and possibly falling). What can we do? We can't stop her and she won't stop...
Then this morning the phone rings and it's an aide calling from the assisted living. She says that she's calling at PG's request and then puts PG on the phone. PG says, "My head is all screwed up." (Slience) "Well, I just thought you should know." Then I said, "We're coming over to see you right now."
We arrive and PG is laying on her bed and appears obviously distressed. She's all upset that she needs to have her laundry "gathered" for the aides to wash. (Her laundry is already in a laundry basket in her closet.) I go and find out that wash days are Sundays and Tuesdays--which satisfies her. Then, she wants money to tip the aides. I explain that tipping is against their policy and not allowed. She seems OK to have these items cleared up for her, but she's still distressed that she's so confused. So we visit with her for a while and try to console her. She says that she has been thinking, she wants everyone (her children and grandchildren) to move near the assisted living and then everything would be wonderful...she even tells me to give my son a house that we rent out.
I'm going to make a doctor appt on Monday, I want them to x-ray her hip to make sure nothing is wrong (she still acts like she has had a stroke--but she hasn't). Hopefully she'll have a better day tomorrow.
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Hmmm, maybe I'll call grandma and conspire with her to bug the crap out of you guys to have you 3 move back here since that is more logical. :-) Randy's a big boy, she should know that (but that shows that her wheels ARE still turning like good ol' Pink Grandma.
How's everything else going?
Yeah, she's funny. When we came to take her to the doctor on Tuesday, she was like, "call a good lawyer". I asked Rick, "what's she talking about?" He thinks that she wants a lawyer to find a way to keep her money save from getting used up paying for nursing homes, etc...money makes her world go round:)
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