Thank God for Larry

The other night at 8:00pm I was turning down Mom’s bed with me on one side and her on the other. I don’t know how she did it, but she twisted her feet and tripped on her cane and went flying down on her right side and hit her head on the door knocking the closet door off the track. My scream should have woke the dead! After checking her out a bit nothing seemed broke, but she was sore and too weak to get up. I ran upstairs to wake Larry up (he was sleeping early to get ready for his 36 hours work shift) and he came down and lifted her up like she was a feather.  She did scrape her elbow and bled a bit.

She has been falling and tripping more than usual. Her legs are very wobbly and tire quickly. We went for a walk through two aisles at the SwapMart on Sunday and she had to sit most of the time in her new walker and be pushed. Even just the walk from the sofa to her bed seems too much at 8:00pm bed time each night. I have to hold on tight because her legs give out frequently. She seems like a rag doll.

We have an appointment with the doctor in two weeks.  We will check into what is causing this weakness.

I did get a letter from Cigna about the follow up scan of the tumor on her adrenal glands. Dr. Abubakr said it is very slow growing and not feasible to remove. We just watch it with ultrasounds.

We aren't having as many fights over "going home" at night as she is too tired and weak most evenings now. The confusion has advanced to most of the time now. Distraction with photo books is the best calming device. We built a new book from our vacation and she enjoys that one most. She still reviews Dad's Memorial book everyday multiple times. She's not sure who he is but knows he is related somehow. Occasionally there is a touch of clarity.

Today we go to see Trudy to get her hair cut.