Monday, July 31, 2006

Moving On

It's my last night in Phoenix... Up at the crack of dawn tomorrow and on to the northern end of the Sonoran Desert - Kamloops, British Columbia. Today we took my mother-in-law to visit the care facility we are considering for her. We would like her to willingly make the choice...you know, "look kids, I'm 105 years old and I need to have someone looking out for me 24/7, for god's sake don't make me stay in this big old house by myself." Astonishingly, she has not made that pronouncement - not like sang froid's dad who elected to move and apparently has his wits about him.

She liked the facility and loved the lunch they gave us. She wondered aloud about all the "old" people floating around and imagined that if she ever got that old she might need to live in a place like that. Nope, she is not going to willingly volunteer to be moved.

We are not, my husband and I, very assertive with mom. So we are plotting how to convince her that "they" have made a ruling that she can't be on her own anymore. She tends to conform to the rules of "them" whoever they are. (E.G. "They" won't let her drive her car anymore. "They" have made a rule that you have to have tall trees in your yard. - she means the palm trees that have been growing in her neighborhood for 35 years, but every morning she goes out and marvels at the number of trees that have been planted over night by order of "them.")

Anyway, if "they" can convince her that legislation has been passed requiring her to live in a very nice assisted living complex, then all will be fine.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

If only that would work for my mom. "Mom, they said you shouldn't drive between 11:30 and 1:30, or 4:00 to 6:00." "Mom, they said you can't have more than 6 cans of soup in the cupboard at a time." "Mom, they said you have to throw food out that is at least 6 months past its best before date."
Maybe you could convince Helen that "they" stole Richards things, not you guys.

paul

sang-froid said...

I would be more than happy to write such a letter for you. "Dear Larry's Mom: We have decided it is time to put you in the home. You have no choice. Have fun. Us." I can fake some official-looking letterhead, I'm sure. Let me know when you want it.

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See you next week, paul