I had a dentist appointment this afternoon that got me home a bit early. Met by Mom wanting to know when she could use the bathroom.
What? There are signs that say “Don’t use the toilet”. There is even a sign across the street that says “Don’t use the toilet”.
She had been waiting all day for me to get home. It took a half hour explaining over and over that she uses the commode, as I won’t let her go into the bathroom further than the sink as her wheel chair will go in, but she would never get out. Just backing out of the door way last night she tore the door stop off the door frame. At least for tonight she understands that there will NEVER be a reason that she cannot use the commode.
Several times in the last hour and a half she has called me to come see the signs across the street. The last one was “Help, I’ve lost my way to the dentist...Brian Jennings”. There is no sign, and I don’t know any Brian Jennings. Needless to say, this evening has been trying so far.
Boyohboy. Gonna be a heck of an evening for ya, isn’t it? Your mom’s wound up good! :-(
Good morning Ma ((HUGS))
Sounds like you had a busy evening with your mother. You are a good daughter that you spent 30 minutes explaining why she had to use the commode (and all you do for her).
Maybe you should see if she remembers “Brian Jennings”. Maybe a dentist from long ago?
I’m off to the gym. Have a wonderful day and will “see” you soon.