I must be crazy. Mom insisted on going out today into the frozen tundra. She hadn’t been out for awhile. She says the cold doesn’t deter her, just snow or ice will. She’s sure she should go while she can. I have to agree with her. I tease her when she’s says, “I’m not keeping you too late, and I?” I tell her, “No, it’s ok, I’ve got all the time in the world.” The Babe told me over five years ago to do whatever I needed to do to help Mom when she needs it. “You only ever have one Mom.” We spent many hours on the road back and forth to Sioux Falls, South Dakota to make sure we saw his mom. She lived 12 years in the nursing home with MS. She is my hero and will always be.
Mom is still mobile (barely) and nearly blind and deaf. We went to Walgreen’s #1 to get her eye drops (Rx). We then went to Walgreen’s #2 to pick up her “supplies” as she calls them. She is wearing incontinence pads during the day and adult “pull ups” at night. Poor thing! So, we’re in the aisle, she’s on her walker, I’ve got the shopping cart at the ready. She asks me to be her eyes and ears. I found the pads she wanted, checked the price, then it was on to the pull-ups.
OK, proper size, proper absorbency, “what’s the biggest box they have?” Yes, that will work! She adds, “Get two of those.” Yep, all handled. She looked on the other side of the aisle, and there were stool softeners, Metamucil, and the like. She was quiet after I told her what was there. I said, “You don’t need any of those.” Quiet. Followed by uproarious laughter. We giggled until we may all have needed Depends. “No, I guess I don’t.” It was hilarious. If you don’t think so, just know you had to be there! It’s a good thing she still has a sense of humor. My brothers and I try to help her find the humor in everything.
We went to lunch at her favorite – Village Inn – and home. She was so tired. I’m glad she seems a little more accepting of how things are and she could have it much worse. We seem to go in cycles in how we tolerate each other. She is much less critical than she has been. I help her because I promised Dad I would; she and I have a complicated relationship to say the least. I have forgiven her in my heart, and hope that’s enough to get her on her journey to the next world. She may hang around for ten more years, who knows? Not me, for sure. I love the longevity we may enjoy because of her.
Something really cool happened this week. I applied for a Gretna Public Library card. With the community being so small, and our housing subdivision just being annexed, I wasn’t sure if I’d have a free card or have to pay a fee. Luckily, we were annexed last summer, so it was free. I cannot wait to go to the library maybe next week. I want to find out what kind of small business information they offer, which is illustrated and noted in the brochure my card arrived in. Only reading nerds will understand; I hate to think of how much money I’ve spent on books this year. They probably are deductible, right? Tools of my trade, right?
I have some deep cleaning for over the weekend, I’m adding a reading “spot” in the bedroom. It should be nice and perk things up. Tomorrow morning, I have a baking engagement (chocolate chip cookies to take to a friend’s birthday party tomorrow), and pick up Addison after dance. It should be a great day with family/friends. It will be good, What’s up for your weekend? Whatever it is, enjoy your people. Have a cookie! We’ll see each other tomorrow.