i guess she passed out and took a fall in her apartment fri eve. ended up in hospital. she isnt hurt but clearly she wont be allowed to live alone again. sharon, edna, myself and doc will have a meeting in the am. she will be going to phys rehab for a few weeks then a living arrangement decided for her. ive offered to live with her at her apartment because i can muster enough help to permit me to work a few days a week. sharon also lives in the same complex across the street with an overhead walkway so i think my offer is being taken pretty seriously. i would love to do it for her. theres a renter at my place who takes great care of the home and keeps the bills paid and theres just not much holding me here right now. sharon and i are on the best of terms and even the grandkid who wanted to pulverize me is being a real gentleman at this point. spoke with the social councelor today , she spoke with sharon on the phone, doc sirpong and i are familiar with each other from my mothers final days in hospital and none of them are taking my offer lightly. bum, dam, diddly, ummer.. i spent friday taking that horrid bench seat out of my truck and hooking edna up with the most comfortable bucket seats with lumbar adjustment that youve ever seen. i dont argue with doctors for any reason but i dont have to, these people know im experienced in the emotional aspect of dementia care and all involved understand my dedication and sincerity. edna is one of the most giving and nurturing people that one will ever meet and she deserves all the love and comfort in the world in her own time of need. lifes trying moments dont have to be grim and depressing. i told a nurse today that edna and i wanted a helicopter ride, lol. of course i want to run some oil pressure and main bearing checks on the machine first. we dont trust just any halfassed aviation mechanic..
As far as caring for her, you know what's entailed. You're a good man, she's lucky to have you in her life..
Aunt Edna is a lucky old broad. Good luck Bob!
i get the biggest kick out of traveling to bloomington for limestone in the old 51 chev trk. god bless the dot, they graciously always look the other way.. he he
he could at least own his own part of it. you dont go trippin with cap and ike in sandals.. dumb***, get some work boots..