It was Friday and I was battling the forces of finance to get to mom. I was trying to finish my work-at-home job, get out to the main office to pick up my check, run to the bank to deposit it, get mom and I some cash -- and pick her up!
I finally sprung Bubsie around 3PM! We had a lot to do and had to roll! The first stop was the nail place. Time for our manicures. We needed something Christmasey, being that the wondrous event, the celebration of our Savoir's birth was only one week away! Wait slow down, this sounds like we're moving fast. We never move fast...we think we are but every movement is a complex manuvuer especially in the winter. We braved it is more like it and that is what I admire most about my Bubsie -- her bravery. Despite considerable obstacles she continues to keep trying the next snowbank hurdle, the next forray into the unknown without her memory, only a trusted companion to guide her. Takes guts and she has them and more.
At the manicurist we were treated like royalty. We sat next to each other and were buffed and polished the reddest most Christmasey nails ever. Then we walked carefully down the sidewalk to Great Clips for a new hairdo! We decided against the spray your dirty hair and cut in $14.00 bargain and went, instead for the $25.00 works: Shampoo, cut and Style. Since our next stop was the Christmas Party!! She looked fabuloso! We were ready for the part. I was a bit bedraggles. The lady at Great Clips really wanted to get her hands on me, but I wasn't about to part with any more money for something I could easily do at home.
On to the Christmas party! Mom was getting tired now and so was I from our special way of lifting her in and out of the car using the strength in my legs.We were in great spirit reflecting on our day and how much fun we'd had. And as usual, Mom asked me to write everything down so we wouldn't forget one minute of it and and I promised I would and give it to her and read it to her as often as she liked. This way, she could relive the day as often as she likes and have to worry about forgetting any of it!
My beautiful mom:
True accounts of the adventures my mom and I have when we leave the quiet castle of her residential home for ladies with dementia and embrace the outside world she loves and can still navigate with help from as many people as we can enlist along the way.
About The Adventures of Bubsie and Lib
This blog will tell the adventures of my mom and I was we navigate the rocky waters of memory loss. Especially when we spring her from her confinement in a residential home for ladies with dementia and move her out into the world she loves. For as long as we both shall love and have the strength!
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