Mom is doing better. Much better. She is dressing (slowly) every morning. Her Physical and Occupational therapists tell me every day that she’s giving rehab her best effort. In addition, Mom’s back to walking around Piedmont Place without help or … Continue reading
Mom’s still here. She’s still kickin’. You could’ve fooled my baby sister, though. When she spoke with Mom on my cell phone, Elizabeth could scarcely hear her. “Is she going to die?”, she asked me later. Amidst her obvious weakness … Continue reading
I saw Mom twice today, both times with the same scenario. She was able to eat only a few bites of her scrambled eggs for breakfast, and most of a bowl of oatmeal for dinner. She didn’t want me to … Continue reading
I dearly love the people who care for Mom, but when I arrived at Piedmont Place late this morning, I’d walked into a storm. For starters, an Easter egg hunt was underway and kids were crawling all over the place. … Continue reading
Mom is unsettled today. Her short-term memory of the past day is wholly inaccurate: to wit, she claimed to have not been to the bathroom since early this morning, and she claimed to have been sipping the same cup of … Continue reading
Long day. Short report. There were three agenda items for Mom today. The physical therapist walked her about 1,000 ft. this morning. For those of you keeping score, that’s five sessions of 500, 200, 300, 600, and 1,000 feet with … Continue reading
Well, it’s a good news/bad news kind of day. The transesophageal echocardiogram (TEE) was performed today. The good news is that it came back negative. This means three things: 1) that there is no evidence of a current heart anomaly … Continue reading
