Lots of Nothing, then BAM!
LOTS OF NOTHING I haven't written in a while because not a whole lot was happening. Mom's still in the memory care home, eating, sleeping, and watching TV. There's always the kind of wacky weirdness that she comes up with and there's something different every day. Most of it not worth mentioning, though I must say the refusal to flush the toilet because "the laundry man needs to check what I've done and decide how much lidocaine I can have," provided enough weirdness to last a while. Um... first of all, WHY is it the laundry man's job? Second, lidocaine is only used topically on your foot when they have to scrape your toe. Third... WHAT?? My mom has never been a terribly neat or clean freak, but the toilet thing takes it to a whole new level of yuck. She does, however, fret about how dirty and dusty her window blinds are. The home does clean her room so it's passably clean, but they don't dust the blinds or clean the wind...