Every day last week Mom had someone from Hospice visit to complete the intake process.   She was overwhelmed by it all.  The nurse, the LPN, the Social Worker, a Chaplain – everyone wants a piece of her these days.  She likes all the staff, but gets exhausted having company.  I think she’s glad that Hospice is involved and they have already offered up some ways to ease medication management by providing her with meds that she can just put under her tongue instead of having to swallow.  Nausea has been a big problem so it will be good to get that under control, and start taking in some nutrition.  Hopefully, she will get some energy back.   

We went over the memorial service arrangements again and updated the music.  We figured out the luncheon menu to some extent.  She is worried about what to serve and how expensive everything is.  I wish she wouldn’t worry about that.  I showed her the slideshow I put together for the memorial service and even gave her editorial rights to take out the pictures she didn’t want in there.  I had debated showing her the slideshow but figured, it’s her party – not mine.  We sat together perusing pictures that spanned her lifetime. 

She was quiet.  

During one of Mom’s naps, I crawled into her bed like I used to do as a kid.  We hung out and talked.  We also just laid there quietly.  It was delightful just being close.  Living.  And Loving.