Lunch at Bethesda is served at 11:30 A.M. It usually lasts at least two hours. Most of the residents need help eating, including mom. Clean up is a big chore because food ends up everywhere!
We arrived at 1:00 P.M. today and found mom sleeping in her chair. Mom and the five women she eats with were still sitting at the table. For whatever reason, even if the other tables are cleared, mom's group lingers. That means we have to talk mom into moving so we can sit and visit.
Mom can barely move now, even with a walker. She can't get out of a chair without the help of one or two aides. Mom's mobility is now diminishing as quickly as her mind his fading.
And then there's dad.
Dad is seven months older then mom. He turned 80 last September. When the weather got too cold for his daily walk, he joined Golds Gym. Now he walks in the water and swims an hour -- every day! Dad drives, takes care of a house and yard, manages his finances and healthcare, and cooks all his meals.
Life often seems unfair. I just pray, for my family's sake, I pulled more from dad's gene pool than mom's.
(Day 13 of 30-Day Shred: Haven't lost any weight, but feel a bit firmer.)
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