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When I talked to my thoroughly worn out Good Sister last night, she went into some detail about when it's good to be around Mom and what to do. Like many dementia patients, Mom "sundowns", i.e. she gets crankier and confused as the day wears on.
But in my mom's case, it starts well before sundown, more like 1400 Eastern/1100 Pacific. GS's advice was that I show up as early as I can to be with Mom, bring things to read both for her and for myself because she won't want to interact with me all the time, and bug out once Mom starts to lose it in the early afternoon.
So maybe I can't sneak away to the beach this trip*. But maybe I can sneak away to the University Club, Gainesville's only gay bar. Or to the oldest part of town where the good architecture, street art, eats & drinks are. The question then becomes, with whom shall I sneak away? I do have a few candidates, but not many these days. Gainesville may be where I'm from, but it hasn't been my home for some time.
I should probably spend at least a few evenings destroying paper that Mom can fixate on, or removing tripping hazards. That's for my sisters to decide.
*But I'd be a fool to go to Florida without my bathing suit.
But in my mom's case, it starts well before sundown, more like 1400 Eastern/1100 Pacific. GS's advice was that I show up as early as I can to be with Mom, bring things to read both for her and for myself because she won't want to interact with me all the time, and bug out once Mom starts to lose it in the early afternoon.
So maybe I can't sneak away to the beach this trip*. But maybe I can sneak away to the University Club, Gainesville's only gay bar. Or to the oldest part of town where the good architecture, street art, eats & drinks are. The question then becomes, with whom shall I sneak away? I do have a few candidates, but not many these days. Gainesville may be where I'm from, but it hasn't been my home for some time.
I should probably spend at least a few evenings destroying paper that Mom can fixate on, or removing tripping hazards. That's for my sisters to decide.
*But I'd be a fool to go to Florida without my bathing suit.
