September 6, 2020

The Easter Seals program is going very well. John enjoys it, he gets exercise, and he's involved in many different activities. My mom, however, has tested positive for Covid19. She was moved across the parking lot to the skilled nursing center last week. They tell me that she is stable, on oxygen, and sleeps opten. I've had to withdraw her from Hospice Palliative care, and sign a bizillion forms to enroll her at the skilled nursing facility. A number of nurses have called me and all seem to say she's stable, and likely to be there about a month. If her condition worsens, and she is 'actively dying', then we are allowed to see her. But then of course we'll have to self quarantine and that means I can't go to work. Oh well. I face timed with mom on Friday. She was lying there with her eyes closed and wouldn't respond to me. Well, that is until I asked her if she wanted a cookie. Then she said 'sure'! Fortunately I dropped off a bunch of cookies the day before so the nurse could give her one. I didn't see that though, so I'm not sure how well she's able to eat things like that. I always say that people with Alzheimer's need an exit strategy. If Covid is Mom's exit strategy, I'm fine with that. Frankly I feel that she's languished far too long already and deserves to be in heaven with Dad. So we'll see.