More Like Herself

Happy to report that Mom is feeling better these last several days. We went back to church on Sunday, the first time I had taken her since her most recent hospitalization, and she enjoyed seeing all her friends from the seniors Sunday school class. I never know if she remembers them or if she just enjoys being made a fuss over whether she knows them or not. But she was all smiles, and that makes me happy.

Wednesday she had a follow-up with the pulmonologist, who pronounced her lungs “nice and clear” and says we can discontinue supplemental oxygen during the day (keeping her on 2 liters overnight), as long as they regularly monitor her oxygen level and it stays above 92.

This morning I picked her up to get blood drawn for the labs the nephrologist has ordered, and she was as energetic as I’ve seen her in months. When I asked how she was feeling, she said “Great!” And she remarked several times on how nice it was to get out of the house for a change, so after leaving Quest Labs I drove through a Starbucks for eggnog lattes and a cheese danish. We parked in the shade of a tree and sat in the car with the windows down, enjoying the pleasant breeze and each other’s company while we sipped our lattes and she ate her pastry. When I started up the car again to take her home, she thanked me for getting her outdoors and “allowing me to feel like part of the community.”

I pulled into the driveway, got her wheelchair out of the trunk and brought it around to her side of the car. She was already turned in her seat with her legs out, but when I pulled the chair up beside her, she looked at me and asked “What comes next?” I told her I would help her stand so she could get into the wheelchair. “What do I do now?” she asked. “You push yourself up,” I told her, “and I’ll help by giving you a pull.” That worked smoothly, but I was surprised that she’d needed to ask. This is how it is with dementia. She’ll be just like her old self… and then, suddenly, she’s not.

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