That's my Mommy

January has been a busy month.  Somehow, Mom scratched her leg, about New Year's Eve, and it began to get red.  I even phoned the doctor that night, but she blew me off, because I had seen her a few days ago, and discussed how Mom was a bit loopy with the urinary tract infection.  'Why are you bothering me this time of night over a UTI?"  until I explained it wasn't so much the UTI as the redness on the leg..  Yeah, I was not to thrilled to be dissed by my own attending physician.

Anyhow, the leg got redder by the day, looking quite bad on the 9th, so we took Mom to the ER the next morning. It looked like a war zone.  All the chronically ill seniors who did not 'want to be a burden" to their families during the holidays, came down to the ER.  Every inch of space was taken up with gurneys.  Mom was lucky enough to get a cubicle, with another older woman as a roommate .  Both ladies were in their early 80's with cellulitis in the left leg, and both got very demented when the antibiotic IV's were started.

Mom and I had some interesting conversations.

Mom:  there's something funny about that woman's leg.
Me:  (stupidly) yes, she has cellulitis, like you.
Mom:  no her arms and legs do not look quite normal.  She is a robot.

I laughed so loudly that people walking by looked in, to see what was happening.   Mom also decided that the hospital was being run by Bernard Kerik , who was Guliani's Police Commissioner.  Somehow, the robotic old lady had been put in the witness protection program.

My conclusion:  Mom watched too much Law and Order, and we won't let her watch the Twilight Zone marathon next  New Year's Eve.