I got back to cleaning today. I moved into my mom's room but only started. I finished her office space and bathroom and then pulled out the mop and decided to do floors all upstairs. Her bedroom is kind of overwhelming, so I'm reluctant because so much of the space is all her personal stuff. I'm finding lots of photos (like this one) and documenting them for myself. Some photos that I gave her and I have originals, I'm tossing. I'm putting my brother's in a pile for him. Eventually everything will need to be dealt with, but we're not there yet.
I stopped around 2pm to get a swim in and make a late lunch. I made the mistake of getting my mom a bag of chips she asked for the other day and now her diabetic numbers are high because she keeps snacking on them and I feel bad. She asks me for candy or popsicles daily. I've got to be more vigilant. I'd hate to be the reason she dies. Between the pandemic and feeding her I have to be so careful. She doesn't make it easy!
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