Mom got her first birthday card today. The pharmacy that did the compounding for the BHR suppositories sent her a birthday card. Just a little background on these guys. Tom Jones Compounding Pharmacy is located in Garner. (They are in the process of moving.) Mr. Jones is an active supporter of Hospice. We wore the same painful shoes. Normally, we would get our meds from the Hospice pharmacy, but Mom was allergic to Ativan [It usually has a A in the name. ABHR]. This particular suppository needed to be specially made. I think I blogged earlier about the day and how crazy this was, but Mr. Jones waited for me and stuck candy in my bag. The card is bittersweet. It reminds me that we will miss this birthday together, but it also reminds me of the kind and caring people that helped me take care of Mom.
For an Early Mom Birthday Story. When Mom was in Charlotte, she thought she was 59. For some reason, Ron helped her with the math and she realized she was 60 instead of 59. I remember her calling me and asking me how old she was. I don't know if she just decided she wasn't going to be 60 or what. I am glad it wasn't ME that told her.
If you don't know, Mom and I had a running rule. This rule came into being when she started dating again after Dad died. - You are not allowed to date anyone younger than me and I will not date anyone older that you. - So if you dated Mom, and I met you , the first question out of my mouth was "How old are you?". Just know, I was just making sure we were in dating rule compliance.
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