Snoozin’ and Smoozin’

Here's Your Great-Granddaughter!

Here’s Your Great-Granddaughter!

This past weekend we all headed over to the nursing home to introduce Mom to her two newest great-grandchildren, Travis and Maylin.  I had all of the family go to the lounge first and then I went to Mom’s room to take her on down to the lounge.  She didn’t know the family was coming from Texas and Michigan so we were going to surprise her.  The only glitch was Mom’s roommate who was blocking the door to her room.  I could NOT get the lady to move out of the way so I could get Mom’s wheelchair out the door.  That lady was like a bulldog.

“June, can you move back so I can take my mom out of the room?” I asked politely.

“Well, maybe she doesn’t want to go!” June countered.

“I really think she’ll want to go (Mom was snoozing happily away and no help at all in this conversation) since her family is waiting in the lounge to see her,” I insisted.

“You should ask her,” June replied.

“June,” I said, firmly, “I need you to move so I can get into the room.”

“I’M watching your mother.  She doesn’t need anyone else right now,” June retorted.

Just then a nurse’s aide walked by and came to my rescue before I had to resort to manhandling June to the other side of the room.  Oy!

Who IS this lady?

Who IS this lady?

I took Mom down to the lounge and got her awake enough that she could sort of realize who was there to see her.  She wasn’t too responsive until the baby was placed in her lap and then her eyes really popped open.  In the meantime, little Travis was trying to hand Mom a gift of marshmallow chickens.  When Mom didn’t take them, he decided to start eating them himself.  He was really enjoying them but made sure to hand some to Mom and some to his sister, May.  The sugar rush came a bit later.

I've got my eye on you!

I’ve got my eye on you!

As we all tried to engage Mom in conversation  she kept looking at the children like she was trying to place them.  Maybe she thought they were my two children but back in the early 80’s.  I’m really not sure.

Who ARE you?

Who ARE you?

Why doesn't she talk?

Why doesn’t she talk?

Mom kept dozing off and, at one point, Travis plaintively asked his mother, “Why doesn’t she talk?”  Boy, that’s the million dollar question right there, isn’t it?

So big, Grandma Toots!

So big, Grandma Toots!

Little May even tried to get her to interact with her but didn’t have a lot of luck.  Finally Travis and I took Mom on a short walk around the lounge with Travis helping me push the wheelchair.  He enjoyed that task a lot.

Exploring

Exploring

May just crawled around to one relative after another.

Can I play with that?

Can I play with that?

 

What's on your face, Uncle George?

What’s on your face, Uncle George?

Brotherly cuddles

Brotherly cuddles

Finally it was time to gather everyone and take some group shots with Mom before we took her back to her room.

My brother, John and Mom

My brother, John and Mom

Mom and great-grandchildren

Mom and great-grandchildren

 

Mom and her grandson, Kevin and his family

Mom and her grandson, Kevin and his family

When I returned Mom to her room, June was once again standing guard.  As I left, she was grilling one of the nurses about her spiritual state.  I heard her saying, “I know you smile a lot but are you doing the right things?  Are you a good Christian girl?”

Wow, June is one tough cookie.  Next thing I know, she’ll be asking to see my hall pass before she lets me into the room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • karyn

    Catching up. Sounds like a great visit!

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