Now it is my turn, my pleasure and my commitment to be there for her and with her, whatever it takes.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

At Ramada

Mom called me from GOV.
I could her roommate and knew she was calling from her phone.

Mom said: "I drove to town today"
I asked: "Who's car did you take?"
Mom: "it was your sister's car"
I asked: "Mom I don't have a sister, what color was it?"

I asked: "What did you get up town?"
Mom: "I don't remember"

Mom: "I'm at Ramada, down that long hall, you need to come and pick me up"
I asked: "You have a bed and your warm?
Mom: "Yes"
I told her: "Why don't you just stay there tonight and I will come get you in the morning."

The next morning she did not remember any of it.

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