Mom had been doing so wonderful up until the other day when another Urinary Tract Infection(UTI) occurred. Except for her getting these frequent infections and having Alzheimer's ,and macular degeneration, she is relatively in good health.
Regardless, this was a very enjoyable week that I was able to share with her. We spent much time on the phone serenading each other with songs and spelling words, from cheerful, to beautiful, to encyclopedia.
Mom was sharp and received from me an A plus for her efforts. She sounded out several words that she was able to spell correctly. Encyclopedia was not one of them. She took her time as she approached each syllable, for this word was certainly a challenging one . I delighted in how well she seemed to be doing.
She then chimed in with, "I heard you called to speak to me." "Yes mom, I called because you brighten my day." At this moment she had clarity and was able to understand and follow along with my conversation. Not all days are like this ,yet when I come across one, I celebrate as if the most beautiful fireworks are filling up the sky .
The following day mom was so happy and was speaking about almost everything under the sun. She was funny, and continuously shared with me," that if you have your health then that is all that matters." I am so amazed how she will always recall these words, either right before she has a UTI, or directly after she bounces back from one. On this day she was not rushing me off the phone, as she continued to recite different rhymes that she was making up. She was quite funny and she sounded proud of herself .
Her thinking process was sharp. After at least twenty minutes of speaking mom interrupted herself and said to me "what is your name?" I answered softly "Lisa" as she then asked me "what is your last name?" I responded using my maiden name which of course is the same as hers. Her answer was,"Oh, that's good." Her next statement was,"do not be so formal and you can come and visit me whenever you want." It's times like this that being a long distant caregiver is so very difficult.
A few years ago, the very first time mom wanted to know who I was shocked and upset me . Yet now I have learned just to enjoy what she says and play along with her. It makes her happy and I also feel moments of joy.
I spoke to her caregiver and warned her that I thought mom might be having another episode of a UTI. I have realized that whenever mom is so talkative and descriptive about "life" the infection shows up. It's almost like knowing there is a storm on the horizon.
Sure enough the following morning Trudy her caregiver, explained how she found mom. Her clothes were all removed from her draws, a standing lamp was lying broken on her living room floor,which truly frightened me. That morning and for the rest of the day, mom only wanted to sleep. She was probably up most of the night as her adrenaline was pumping, and she wandered around her home moving things all over. For the next several nights mom's caregiver will surely be staying over.
All of this represents for me the calm before the storm. It still amazes me how an infection can cause her to hallucinate. I wonder why she has these impulses to act out and empty her closest and draws. Only if she could share this part of her world with us, would I ever be able to understand any of this.
Each day I still collect her scrumptious kisses that she so generously sends me through the phone. Kisses that I seal in my heart and keep in my pocket. This way my mom can always remain close to me.
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