Outta there!

Mom was discharged from the hospital today.
The nurse went over her list of meds with me,
and then with her.  I brought the car around, she got into the car while the nurse put her suitcase into the back of the car.  He shot me a look then whispered "good luck".  We smiled.

Mom fumbled with her seat belt for a while, and I resisted the urge to help because I knew she didn't want any.  Then off we went in stone silence.  In a bit I asked if there was anything she needed while we were out.  "Toothpaste", she answered.  I stopped by a small Dollar General Store near our house.  She began trying to exit the car before I stopped the engine.  "Do you want to get it or do you want me to?", I asked.  "I'll get it", she huffed.  "Then you'll need some money" , I said pulling $5 out of my purse and handing it to her. (I knew she had no money with her since she wasn't allowed to have any while in the hospital.)  She was in the store for a very l-o-n-g  time, but there is only one door, so I knew she would eventually have to come out the same way she had gone in.  At last she emerged with a small sack in her hands. I assume she found the toothpaste, but I know she found the candy bars, 'cause later she gave one to my daughter.  None for me.  *smile*  I hope she remembered to buy the toothpaste.

She ate her lunch at the  kitchen table with me and my daughter, but didn't say a word unless spoken to.  I asked if she wanted me to make her an appointment for the Beauty Shop between now and Friday.  "You know I do", she snapped.  She finished up her lunch and headed straight for her bedroom where she remained the entire afternoon, except for mid afternoon when she came out to give the Mother's Day gift & card (I had given her yesterday) to my daughter, telling her to give it back to me, as she didn't want it. This did not surprise me one bit.

When dinner was ready and placed on the table my husband called her to dinner.  She refused dinner telling him she wasn't hungry because she had been eating candy while in her room this afternoon.

I knocked on her bedroom door at 7:30 pm.
She opened the door.
"I brought your meds, Mom".
She took them without hesitation.

"Thank you, Jesus!"

All things considered I think the day went well, don't you?!