It was a shock to walk into Atria at 1:30 and find my mother
coming back from lunch! She couldn't remember if she had
had lunch or not, but she had coffee breath, so I assume she did. But
she was out in public! It may be that she was just feeling
better and not remembering what she looked like, just went to lunch as she
always does.
But I can tell she's feeling better because most of our
repeated conversatiaon today was about how she's getting old, how it would
be neat to be 100 and what am I doing exciting tonight. Right back
where we began before the accident.
Her finger still hurts, but it used to be 4 fingers that
were excruciatingly painful, now one finger hurts a little bit.
The purple around her eyes is turning yellow so she is on
the mend and won't be technicolor any more, though it still shocks her to
get a glimpse of herself, But in some corner of that demented mind she
finally knows that there was something about an accident, but she isn't
clear on the details. Still just her knowing that "accident" was
somehow involved is a huge step forward.
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