heleneot's Journal

Today my baby is 7. On Monday I was 43.  On Sunday, I moved my mom to Angel House, an assisted Living Facility with 6 residents. She has her own room. It's cozy, the care seems good, ratio of about 3 residents to 1 CNA.  They eat at the kitchen table, they cook the food there in the kitchen, like a home.  And what does my mom do the first night? She takes off her diaper inn bed and the contents- not urine- is all over in the morning> Is this clulessness or spiteful behavior-hard to know.  Then last night my borther calling about my sister not sending the sweaters loaned to her to Debbie and my sister calling me that Bedrnie never said anything till today.  Well I even heard about the sweaters from Bernie over a month ago, but who knows and I don't want to be involved right now.  Today I am worried about meetings at work, getting to Mitchell's class on time with juice and Munchkins, and getting the Power of attorney sheet and other financials notarized and over to Wells Fargo to make sure I have money to support my mom until her name comes up for medicaid eligibility!