Once each month, the Pioneer Home holds what they call a “Festive Dinner” where each resident gets to invite their family to come eat with them. They typically are a themed dinner, so this month’s decorations were all green leprechauns and four-leaf clovers.
Bryan and I
arrived to find mother seated at a table with our places reserved beside her.
She was happy and chatty, although I must admit that she did not make much
sense. Her sentences were fractured and disjointed, and I never could quite
figure out what year she was present in. She did keep asking about her car and
wanted me to take her to go see Hank about getting a new one. She also
mentioned several times that all her jewelry had been lost (she did not bring
any of that with her when she moved for fear of losing it all). But overall, I
think she had a good time.
Dinner consisted of Corned Beef with Cabbage and Potatoes. A few pieces of “bangers” on the side to add some more Irish flavor to the plate. Mother did not eat a whole lot, but I snuck my beef onto her plate, and she ate it all. Desert was a choice of Carrot Cake, a Cup Cake (I don’t know what flavor) or a piece of Grasshopper Pie. Mother and I chose the pie while Bryan had the carrot cake.
The music was,
of course, Irish – and we listened to that for a good hour and a half while
eating. There were three ladies up on stage, one playing an base guitar, one
playing a dulcimer, and the other playing either a violin or a banjo. The music
was quite good – the singing, not so much. Still, mother really enjoyed it.
Eventually we
walked her back to her room and said goodbye. It’s so hard to walk away from
her each time I visit. She never wants you to go and always follows you, no
matter how many times you tell her she needs to stay.
Here is her
room, by the way. She has a lot of space, with pictures up on the wall and
everything. She says she is happy there and does not want for anything more. I
think Kelly is working on getting her a nice comfy chair, though. She will be
able to take naps on it while looking out her window.
The window seat looks wonderful!!!
ReplyDeleteThis tugs hard at my heart. You have decorated nicely and used
ReplyDeleteuplifting bright.colors. Many familiar items are there to help her feel normalcy resides with her. The beautiful quilt on the bed looks like a special treasure made by a loved one she can be reminded of.
And that pain you feel when leaving is still a fresh pain I share from times my support efforts took me away from Charlotte's presence. So hard. No way that ever gets better.
Your love is always with her and that's the most important. thing of all. Hugs n Loves to all you Alaskans in Charlotte's and my spirits, Mike