A Good Day

Isaiah 52:7 How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaimed peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, ‘your God reigns!’

Pictures made from pebbles

It was a good day. Last night I got the living room rearranged, and after taking Mike to the Bennett House, today, I got home and did the kitchen, while Robert took some extra stuff to the shop, and he ran the vacuum for me.

Robert then made me an expresso! With my own machine. I hadn’t figured out how to use it properly, and he showed me how! 🙂

When it was time to get Mike, Robert did that while I changed my clothes, fixed my hair and put on some makeup. Our court appointed interviewer, Pam, would be here for sure, but I didn’t know if Mike’s court appointed attorney, Corey, would make it. I wanted everything to be just right. It turns out, Corey decided he would meet Mike in October, just a couple of weeks before our court hearing. That’s fine, I still have everything pretty well in place.

Mike was having a good day, and when Pam asked him if he understood the guardianship, he said yes, and explained it to her. We were all impressed. However, as it got close to winding things up, Mike told Pam he doesn’t fully trust me! 🙄 Now, was this Mike talking? Or the dementia? That’s anyone’s guess, but my money is on the dementia. Then Mike started talking about totally unrelated things, and I knew he was tired. He got several things confused, forgot his thoughts in the middle of a discussion, and began to garble his words. Pam had worked in social services for a while, and she knew it was time to say goodbye.

It was nice to have ‘the old Mike back’ , even for a short while. He became testy after Pam left, and couldn’t get settled. He went to bed at least 2x and back up again. It looks like the 3rd time stuck, because I can hear him snoring. Finally.

Mike’s still not happy about his room being moved to the main floor, but he’s not as vocal today as day 1 and 2. Hopefully, by the weekend, he’ll be fully settled and accepting.

I am thankful for Robert’s help and patience with Mike, and around the house. He’s been a big blessing. I know I get frustrated, and gripe, but I think that’s more tired than anything else.

At this point I will say good-night

Published by motherpooh

I am a Mom and a Grandma. I like photography, genealogy, scrapbooking, canning, and gardening

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