The other day I looked at all 3 years of my yearbook. I couldn't see myself at all in the random pictures the yearbook committee took. I realized how important a record was, so I am recording this for myself later.
My grandmother needs care and attention and the nurses at the hospital aren't paying enough of either to her, although we pay them with our insurance. Are we doing something wrong?
I go to her at lunch, she's already propped up in a chair. There's a small tv that is turned on with speakers on the bed. She sees me come in, and starts a little.
I say "Hello grandma, how are you doing today?" She then asks me a little bit about my family, like where's Maya? or how's your mom doing? Then I begin feeding her with a tray of food.
"Let's see what we have for lunch today..." I describe the food to her. She stares at me with glazed eyes and a blank expression, although her mouth is always frowning. I talk, mostly to myself. It's hard to know what makes her the most comfortable, but it's probably better than silence. I talk to her as if she's a kid. Once she had dentures on, but most of the time her upper lip collapses into her lower lip. She eats one spoonful at a time, and swallows the mouthful with difficulty.