Mom just had a week of doing what ever she wanted. I knew that at the end of the week we had an appointment at Garden Villa to get kind of a bird’s eye view of what was in store for her if she moved into assisted-living.
All week she shopped and shopped even more than ever and even had her hair done again. She basically wore herself out but loved it all. We take her walker everywhere we go now. Zoom! She races through the aisles like she’s behind the wheel of a sports car.
Friday afternoon and as we stepped out of Macy’s she announced her next “shop-stop”. I said “No, mom, remember we have that appointment. I held my breath knowing that I am just as unsure of what should be done as she is. I realized the first thing that needed to happen for me was – I had to like this place first and feel like it was the right move to be considering for her. Bingo! It was even more impressive than I could have imagined. And, Mom seemed to be sincerely interested in following along on the tour. She had a smile on her face and I could even see her looking out of the corner of her eye – lingering on some things a little longer. She was not kicking and screaming in search of the nearest way out.
Now I need to figure out some ways to reflect this enthusiasm back to her so she can start to believe and remember that she really did like at least some of what she saw. For my eyes it looked like she fit right in and I quickly found comfort picturing her actually living there. However, today she seems to have no interest in discussing it any further and would rather go shopping again. She needs to look for some nicer socks to wear with her new shoes. Sometimes I feel like she could pass for a 13 year old.