I got my second tax refund check from the feds so I went to my bank to deposit both. Then, I went to see Mom in her assisted living place. I asked how they were treating her. Just fine. She doesn't remind them to use the "torture machine" on her more than they do it. They do it 3 times a day for an hour each rotating her legs (lift up your leg and make circles with your foot is what I mean by rotating) to stir up her circulation and when you just had knee surgery, having it rotated is torture. Both legs are rotated, 1/2 hour each, so her good leg doesn't go bad from lack of exertion. Her doctor thinks it should be done 6 times a day. Mom disagrees that it is too much when you're in severe pain from surgery to have that much exertion on it. She thinks she is in more pain than last time and they changed her pain med to make her feel better. Her right had more stuff to take out out and put in so it probably does hurt more than the left leg done last year January. Her staples come out tomorrow and she is not looking forward to it. There is at least 30, though I forget the exact number. She thinks she will go home at the end of the week.
Yesterday they had a sweetheart dinner for residents and spouses for Valentine's day. Dad mentioned he is running out of food. Mom answered back that he knows where the grocery store is. A guy who sits with her table smiled, and he rarely smiles or speaks. Though Mom thinks Dad meant prepared food and would have to cook something, which means dishes need washing. Mom commented how the 2 men she sits with seem to enjoy her company and Dad said to be careful. Mom is a talker with strangers. One guy had a stroke and can only use one hand. The staff doesn't cut up his meat so Mom does it for him so he doesn't have to hold the whole piece on his fork and gnaw on it like an animal. I think a few times he dropped his meat and it stayed on the floor of course. Mom disagrees with the proportion of staff and patients needing special attention.
Mom got a visit from my sister and niece Annika. They brought cupcakes, but Mom didn't have room for them. My flowers were taken home and my sisters' flowers were in her room. And a Little Mermaid Valentine my niece picked out. She was watching the end of Dr. Phil when I came and I left after Oprah ended so I was there about an hour. My uncle's brother died recently (emphysema) so my aunt and uncle stopped by to see Mom. Mom made Dad go to the visitation, even though he wasn't thrilled at going where he knew few people, he is very timid. He did find a few people he knew. A cousin is pregnant with her second child.
Got an update on another aunt and uncle's trials. Uncle who just got out of the hospital from his fall, went home for a while, and is now in a nursing home cause my uncle was confused about things. Mom was getting third rate info so it was unclear what confused meant. Aunt is worried about spending all her money on nursing home care costs. She was told by someone she can keep her townhouse and car. Not very comforting thought.
I went shopping afterwards for new shoes since I got some money. Couldn't find anything I loved. Didn't really love the clothes I walked by either. So I got the cats a new cat tower as an early birthday present. It has a larger cubby hole than my other cat tower so cats would fit in better. Well, Frodo fit in it. I saw Precious attempt to jump in it and only got his front half in. I measured his tummy and hips with a tape measure, then meausred the hole. He should had fit in the hole. Plus cats can squeeze their bodies in the fit through tiny spaces like snakes do. Oh well. I put both cats on top to put the idea in their head they can get on top. Precious sniffed around and jumped down. Frodo poked his head through the hole of the basket and grabbed at Precious's tail. The hole is too small for either cat to fit through, but they play with it. Frodo jumped right down when I put him in the top basket. He still won't go on top. He is sniffing it from the other cat tower that is a foot shorter. When he does that, Precious likes to paw at his hanging tail. Oh wait, Frodo just jumped up on top. Oh, went back to the shorter tower basket. He is making prgress. I wanted a taller tower (like 5') so they could watch more outside, but I didn't think it would fit in my car so I settled for the 3' one. No more towers for the kitties, they have things to jump and climb. The other night my dresser stuff was knocked over so some kitty tried to jump on top or moved around in the jeans shelves underneath the drawers. Better go to bed. Post later. Bye!
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