Dream of my mother, now deceased 3 weeks.
I had picked her up from a hospital. She was dressed entirely in white just as I had seen her many times when I was around 8. She was working at a candy store. It may have been her first job outside the home since becoming a single mother. Any way she appeared to be 50 - 60 and distressed to be in poor health. We stopped at a small diner where she got up and fell. I helped her get back to the table.
She was agitated and fearful. I will never be free of a wheelchair Will I she asked me.
I sat in front of her supporting her and thinking No you will never be the same. It was also apparent to me that her personality was not the same. She had most likely had a stroke and was not quite herself.
In real life I had to tell my sister in October "Don't you realize she is trying to hold on to her sanity." She did, she did hold on to her sanity.
I had picked her up from a hospital. She was dressed entirely in white just as I had seen her many times when I was around 8. She was working at a candy store. It may have been her first job outside the home since becoming a single mother. Any way she appeared to be 50 - 60 and distressed to be in poor health. We stopped at a small diner where she got up and fell. I helped her get back to the table.
She was agitated and fearful. I will never be free of a wheelchair Will I she asked me.
I sat in front of her supporting her and thinking No you will never be the same. It was also apparent to me that her personality was not the same. She had most likely had a stroke and was not quite herself.
In real life I had to tell my sister in October "Don't you realize she is trying to hold on to her sanity." She did, she did hold on to her sanity.
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