This
is an ongoing story I've decided to write and put on my blog every
Monday. Please excuse the errors, I'm only doing limited editing.
Constructive criticism welcome. I wish I had a cute button on the side
where the story could go but I don't know how to make a button. Even if
I did I wouldn't know how to link up the story LOL. So if you miss a
chapter, you'll have to look at my sidebar for it. The first chapter
was written on October 23, 2011 so that should at least be some help,
ha.
Chapter 6
I was already looking through the boxes
when Julie came back to the room. “Mom,
you’ll never guess who I saw leaving the building. Do you remember Sally
Baker? Her mom’s here. She had a stroke last year.” “Why yes, I do. You used to be pretty good friends, whatever
happened to that?” “I had some important
things to get done; you know things like med school, marriage, starting a
practice and having kids. All my friends
fell by the wayside.” “That’s not
good. Women friends are very important
to have. You should really think about
reconnecting with some of them.” “Yeah,
I guess.” “How is Mrs. Baker doing?” “We
didn’t have a lot of time to talk. She
had to go back to work. She did say her
mom’s in a wheelchair now. Sally also
mentioned that we should get together and talk.” “Then you should do that. Trust me you won’t regret it.” “Okay, mom I will. Your room is starting to feel kind of homey,
don’t you think?” “Yes, it’s getting
there. Now if you can just hang some of
these pictures on the wall that would be great.”
Julie started looking at the pictures and
hanging them on the wall. “Annie, your
lunch is here. I’ll put it on the table
for you.” “Hi Cheryl, let me introduce you to my family. This is Julie my daughter, son Jerry and grandson
Joshua.” “Hi Cheryl” they said in unison. “It’s nice to meet you all. I see you brought
more stuff. The room is starting to look
very nice. I’d stay and talk but I have other meals to
give out. Feel free to ask anyone if you
have questions. Bye.” “Bye” again in
unison.
“She seemed nice but didn’t stay very
long.” “Son, she’s not here to entertain
us. There are other residents
here.” “I know mom. Look me and Josh have to go. He’s got rec basketball at 1:00 and if we
leave now we’ll be able to make it. Is
that okay?” “Of course it is. You go and Josh I hope you win your
game.” “Thanks grandma” and he gave me a
kiss. Jerry hugged me for the longest
time, I thought he would never stop and then said “I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Uh no you won’t, I don’t want any visitors
until at least Sunday. I need to learn
the ins and outs of this place and I’d rather do it alone. And don’t get that look on your face. I’m fine.
I wish everyone would believe me.”
“Okay, I won’t argue with you. I’ll
see you Sunday afternoon” and they left.
I sat down at the table and Julie peered
over from where she was hanging a picture.
“Well mom, let’s see what you have to eat.” I pulled the covers off the food. There was fish with tartar sauce, french
fries, green beans and a slice of chocolate cake; glasses of milk, juice, water and
coffee. “I don’t know why they give me
so much to drink.” “I’m sure they don’t
want the residents to get dehydrated.
You know just because it’s on the tray if it’s too much, don’t drink it
all.” “Is that your professional
opinion?” “Yes it is” and we
laughed. “Do you want some?” “No, I’m stuffed. I ate a big breakfast. You go ahead and eat and I’ll finish hanging
the pictures. I’ve got to get back to
the office in a while anyhow. I’ve got a
couple of women that are coming in that are past their due date.” “You go ahead”.
While I ate, I watched Julie. She has her whole life ahead of her and she
has made a wonderful life. When the time
comes, I know she’ll be okay. She’s
strong although I know at times she doesn’t think so. That will be my job from now on, to make sure
she realizes that.
“I’m done Mom. Does everything look okay?” “Yes, it looks great. Why don’t you go now, I’ll finish up with the
rest of this stuff later.” “Okay, if
you’re sure.” “I am, see you on Sunday.”
“Love you mom, bye” and off she went.
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1 comment:
Boy, I hope I have the good sense to journal for my daughter when I get older and start feeling the need for assistance. I can see where it would help loved ones get through tough times if they now what the other person was feeling or thinking. This is really good Viki. I look forward to more.~Ames
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