Hi:
Martha was in her usual chair slouched to the side. She acknowledged that she knew me and said hello.
Today I read from The Little Prince which had pop ups. She read back the title to me but when I asked her if she would like to read some of it she refused. She didn't appear to be interested too much with the text but did show some interest with the pop ups so I worked with them. We looked at each pop up and some of them she smiled. After awhile she appeared restless so I stopped. I held her hand for a short bit but then she started to move away.
According to the nurse she has been stable. Occasionally, she goes to Activities but on a very selected basis.
2 comments:
I'm wishing you and your mother lots of courage. I am just catching up to your writing and story. I recently lost my mother in a different way, to a hip fracture, where we had ten weeks or so to talk and remember and love before she died. She moved in with me in 2005 and we shared a home together. I want to say how important and brave it is for you to share your experiences and weave them into your art. I'm doing some of the same. Best regards, Caroline Maun
Thanks very much for your comment, Caroline. Courage. And be in touch, if you wish.
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