It's been an uneventful week (by our standards). Mom quasi-slipped in the shower when she was trying to turn on the water. She'd had to reach around and past the shower-chair. Usually Terry does this for her when she is here, but Mom wanted a bath on Saturday night, too. No breaks, just bruises and bumps. She also tripped, but caught herself, upon entering the front door because she didn't realize how high the WELCOME mat was...it's one of those thick grass pile ones, and she is wearing a 'boot' to protect her foot sore.
We have had discussions about her trying to do too many things at once. For instance, she just stops to pick up a piece of yarn, while she is pushing her walker, with a cup of cocoa on the seat, and with her oxygen canula inserted in her nose, and the hose is trailing along behind her. Last night after Gospel she was only trying to help...so she held on to the outside doorknob with her right hand and her walker (which is inside) with her left hand, while she was trying to reach for the door-stop with her foot so she could prop the door open for me (as I'm standing in the garage right outside wondering what she is doing and why she won't let go of the door knob...)
But we press on!
:)
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