Most Days

Most days I can pretend that Mom is not sick. But today, I want my old Mommy back. Work exploded today as someone launched an attack on our firewall. [If I ever find out who you are, I will beat the absolute trash out of you.] Between last night and today, this added just another layer of stress. I want my old Mommy back with the prissy hair, makeup and smart mouth.

I was running out the door at work to get Mom to get her hair cut at 12:45. Since she was doing better walking (longer distances, less wobbles) , we went to Styles by Stacey to have this done. Plus, this was the only way I could figure out how to get Mom's hair washed with her port accessed right now. You all know my Mom. It was all I could do not to cry as Stacey washed her hair and I could see it in the sink. When she combed it, she would put it behind Mom to keep her from seeing. Stacey cut Mom's hair really quickly because she had ran out of energy. Once we got back home, had some lunch and fluids, we were down for the count.

I can't put this in words how incredibly horrible this was today. My Mom's hair is just that. We all know and hear about it all the time. The flowers, the cut, the color, the products. I can't think Stacey enough for both Mom and me and how gentle she was with both of us. Love is patient and kind.

More wonderful food arrived on our doorstep today. Thanks to Pat for the wonderful soup, crackers and more Popsicles. I can't tell you how much I appreciate not having to worry about what Mom will eat today.

Good Things Today:
1. Hair Cut
2. Wonderful soup
3. We actually were out in the wonderful weather for a little while.
4. Everybody who loves my Mom. Thanks Kathy and Gail for the card today.
5. Mom had on real clothes today for a while.
6. I got upgraded to the High Bed - Thanks Erin.

Voice Mails - I can't find Mom's phone today so we will keep it at 32.