Thursday, May 10, 2007
Good days and bad days
I sleep in this morning, well that means getting out of bed at 7:30, since the kids were not here. I told my mother to sleep in too but I heard her up at 7.
When I came down she was dressed including having her bra with the fake boob on. She had even gotten her support hose on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I couldn't believe it. Maybe they will be able to stay in the apartment for a while.
I will tell my dad but I need to reiterate that there are good days and bad days. He doesn't understand how one day she can be great and the next totally out of it.
I do worry about the level of stimulation. Here she interacts with the cats and dogs. My terrier, Pirate, is always with her. She is sitting by my front window and gets to see a little bit of life go by. Like the psycho dyko next door who takes her dog back and forth to the neighbor on the other side of me all day long for doggie playdates.
I have my computer facing the window on the first floor which is pretty much ground level. So I look out also. EVERY friggin time Jan goes by she looks in at me. And sometimes she just wants to go and pet the stupid yellow lab puppy so she walks across my lawn right in front of my window. ack.
Anyway, like I said I am going to try and go to the apt every day. And I will try and get my father to get friends and family to visit. Just them there with his controlling nature ... I worry. But I also know they will be happy to get back into their routine.
And so it goes.
When I came down she was dressed including having her bra with the fake boob on. She had even gotten her support hose on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I couldn't believe it. Maybe they will be able to stay in the apartment for a while.
I will tell my dad but I need to reiterate that there are good days and bad days. He doesn't understand how one day she can be great and the next totally out of it.
I do worry about the level of stimulation. Here she interacts with the cats and dogs. My terrier, Pirate, is always with her. She is sitting by my front window and gets to see a little bit of life go by. Like the psycho dyko next door who takes her dog back and forth to the neighbor on the other side of me all day long for doggie playdates.
I have my computer facing the window on the first floor which is pretty much ground level. So I look out also. EVERY friggin time Jan goes by she looks in at me. And sometimes she just wants to go and pet the stupid yellow lab puppy so she walks across my lawn right in front of my window. ack.
Anyway, like I said I am going to try and go to the apt every day. And I will try and get my father to get friends and family to visit. Just them there with his controlling nature ... I worry. But I also know they will be happy to get back into their routine.
And so it goes.
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