It has been 24 hours since I have seen Mom. Not one phone call since I left her apartment yesterday. I normally hear from her many times a day. I would be worried, but I know that if something was wrong the facility would call. However, I can't help but be nervous and worry a little. BUT, I am not going to call until this evening. I don't want to jinx it. I know I need to cut the cord and let Mom get used to things on her own. Now I understand what it is like dropping your kid off to kindergarten for the first time. Hard to TOTALLY relax. I just can't stop thinking about her and wondering if she is ok. I hope she is watching some Murder She Wrote, napping or even hanging out with some friends. Fingers crossed.
UPDATE:
She was fine until about 4pm. She called crying and scared. I think she received a phone call that set her off. It doesn't take much. She had a hard time at dinner, crying and did not know where she was. The head nurse called me. I talked to her and calmed her down. She finished her dinner in her room after we chatted for a bit. Then she took Beatrix out. She was much better after all of that and said she was tired and going to bed. Even with the meltdown....I did have a full 24 hours without contact and I did not visit today. Of course, I was a mess all day. Still am. But I did it. Can I have a cookie, now?
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