It's Deja Vu All Over Again

Yeah, Mom was not at her best today.  She seemed very tired, unable to focus, and at first, I thought it had a medical cause.  But her vital signs were good, and the nurse thought Mom was just over tired and in a bad mood.  That's like saying the Titantic hit a small chunk of ice and sank. 

I hate it when she's angry at me.  Yes, I know this isn't her at her best.  Mom is 83, confused from a month of going from the hospital to the rehab center and back to the hospital.  All the same, it hurts very much when she snaps 'leave me alone' or 'why don't you leave me in peace' when all I am trying to do is explain that she cannot sit around with only a bra on/ she has to let me put on a shirt. 

Mom has always been a bit of a control freak, and does not like being subjected to the rules and regulations of a rehab center/nursing home.  She's tired of people who tell her what she can't do:  can't go to her room; can't get into bed.  I've noticed the tone of the facility tends to be 'don't'  as is 'you can't do that' can't go there; you're not allowed to bring glass to the patients.  ( I dropped Mom's makeup mirror the floor, and from the reaction of the nurse/maintenance worker you would have thought I just flew an airplane into the Empire State Building)

Oh well, tomorrow is bound to be better.  I need to read a good book, drink plenty of fluids and get to bed early.  What pleased me is finding out how well she is doing in her physical therapy.  In a little over a week, Mom has gone from taking two or three steps with a walker to 50 or 60 steps.