For Labor Day weekend, MonsterMustDie and I drove down to Georgia in his
car to visit my mother. We were there just two days. We got into
Atlanta on Friday and left very early Sunday morning because he wanted
to have a day of relaxation before returning to work on Tuesday. As a
result, it was the usual whirlwind tour, staying with friends in the old
neighborhood. We did stop into IKEA on the way home for new white
shelves to replace the white shelves we already have in the mud room.
The logic of all this escapes me but it's his house, his money.
We
were able to have dinner with Chaz and Sandra on Friday night when we
got in and, of course, we enjoyed the Company of Mr. Bunny and C. while
we stayed in their beautiful mid-century modern home. Saturday was spent
with my mother, visiting her at the rehab she is having to live at
while recovering from a broken arm. The visit went a lot better than I
thought it would. She was thrilled to see us. We took her to and from
her dialysis treatment that day as well, giving my brother and his wife a
break so they could have some fun on saturday (probably attending a
game or some other sports event). It was easy for the two of us to move
her and get her to treatment on time but I can see how it would be
difficult for just one small person like myself to do it. She was on her
best behavior the entire day. The people working on her at the dialysis
center were kind, smart, and patient. The rehab facility seemed to be a
bit chaotic. She would love to get a shampoo and shower. The most she can
do is a sponge bath every other day. There is no working shower or bath
in her room. Showers are really out of the question now because she has
the port in her chest again for dialysis because the broken arm is the
same one that had the device implanted in it. The port must stay
absolutely dry because of the high risk of infection.
Every
other free moment was spent antique shopping by MonsterMustDie, who said
he needed to shop every time we leave home to try to make the trip pay
for itself.
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