Trick and Treat

Mpm is doing well, with several relapses along the way.  As much as I would like to see her make steady improvement each day, I must accept that it will be a slow process.  The curve has a few downward turns, but she is making progress.

Her doctor changed her medication, eliminating Wellbutrin and Gabapentin (Neurontin).  They seemed to be making her confused and more depressed than normal.  I could tell Mom was in one of her 'Eugene O'Neill moods, by her pose.  She will sit in her wheelchair, or loungechair (upholstered) hand on chin, looking like Rodin's 'Thinker".  All that time, she stares at either the floor or her feet.  That's when I know 'this is going to be a tough day.

Anyhow, the change in prescriptions has done a world of good.  I don't see too many O'Neill moods, and she is doing her exercises.  I am learning to be more patient, and give myself a time out when Mom gets 'oh I will never get out of this chair' ish.  Yes, I know it's tough on her, but Mom has always had a flare for the dramatic, and tends to dramatize these scenes.