Any of you with an aging parent will relate to this, or maybe it's you who is the forgetful one. Ever since my mother had her back surgery, that totally sent her loopy, she has been forgetting everything but the old folks she knew way back when, and who for some reason she thinks I remember.
Got news for you Mum, didn't know them then, don't know them now. Today she had the car, so she asked what time I finish my shift, 5 pm. Easy to remember, normal business hours, 5 fingers (but one of them is a thumb she laughed) fine I said 5 toes then. 5.23 no sign of her, called her and she said, no you finish at 5.30. Ummm no I don't, pretty sure I remember what time I finish Mum. She has no recollection of the convo we had this morning regarding the fingers and toes, but she remembered a convo she had at patchwork. Not sure if she is just ignoring me or genuinely forgetting, hmmm.
I usually write my shift times out for her every week, so that she doesn't try calling me when I'm working, and she knows when to bring the car back. Hey, she remembers how to drive geez. I didn't have time this morning to write it down for her, so apparently it's all my fault. Oh look there's Mrs blah blah from wherever, I remember when we blah blah blah, do you remember blah blah blah, no I fucking don't remember, how the hell can you remember something that happened 100 yrs ago, but not what happened this morning, arrrgggghhhh.
I want my mother back, the pre surgery one. Sure she was old and still forgetful, but not like she is now, it's like the doctor gave her a lobotomy while she was in there. For the most part it just cracks me up, we both laugh about it, but it's getting to me. I've got a friend whose Mum is exactly the same, so we crack up together, but it's being bought home very quickly that we are going to have to start taking over her banking etc. I've got enough to deal with my own shit without hers as well.
I'll do what I have to of course, and I can look forward to convos like I used to have with my loved nana, who seemed to think I was a serial marrier always asking me who I was married to now, as if I got married every other week LOL. It was always fun visiting her and telling her the most far fetched stories, while she believed every word, then forgot it all in 2 minutes LOL. At one stage I was coming up to the hospital in Sydney every day to visit her from Tasmania, what a wonderful grand daughter I was, I've never even been to Tasmania, but the wonderful part is true. Of course, I didn't have to worry about her finances or if she was being looked after, and that is what I will have with Mum. I'll still find a way to have fun with it though LOL.
Oh well what can you do, can't shoot her, can't pay someone else to do it, so I'll do what I must, and just keep on repeating myself over and over and over and over..........
Catch yas
Cathy
