Sometimes you just know. I was just reading my post and got a giggle because I predicted Sonny Boy's return home to include smelly feet. I'm not going to tell you how bad the kid smelled after a week of no shower, but his friend wandered over today and told me that Sonny Boy took his shoes off in the truck on the way home and nearly killed them. I'm sure it was bad as he had run out of clean socks at some point. Pheww.
While we were gone on our epic camping trip (it deserves its own post) Mom got a wild hair and decided to go get a hair cut. That in its self wasn't bad, I've been harassing her for months to cut her bra strap length hair mainly because she does so little with it and it was straggly. In my mind I was urging her to say shoulder length. Mom resisted this like I wanted her to have an arm removed. I came home to Mom with hair shorter than most men's. I've never, ever, ever seen her with hair that short in my memory, though there are pictures of it when I was a toddler. Whatever, my thought is it will be easier for me to take care of the next time she lands in the hospital.
Mom finally moved to the top of the list for the senior housing place. We went to go look at it, the apartment was small but not really all that bad, honestly I think it would have been good for her as she'd have neighbors to interact with. Alas she turned it down because they didn't allow smoking in the building. Imagine that, she'd pay less than half of her current living expenses but still won't give up the damn cigarettes that are causing a good chunk of her health issues that she complains about. While we were there talking to the manager , Mom looks at her with all honesty and sincerely says "you didn't even notice my hair!" Ha ha, that has been my tag line the last few days.
My neck is still giving me fits. Last Friday I called my doctor, she was leaving for the day but called me in some muscle relaxers and made me an appointment for first thing Monday. I got a referral for a neurologist who will hopefully Botox things into livable states again. In the meantime I struggle and hang in there.
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Cigarettes are hard to give up. I can only imagine that is probably the only thing she really enjoys these days. Oh...and not doing anything you want her to do. ;)
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