We were all going out today. Ned and Walt were going down to the barber shop to get Walt a much needed haircut
I was going to Atria, since the flu quarantine is now lifted and then off to the store to figure out what to have for dinner.
But first I ended up watching the memorial service for Natalie Corona, the 22 year old police officer killed in the line of duty last week. The university memorial auditorium was packed with more than 6,000 people
Everything was very moving and a nice send off for this woman who had such a promising future ahead of her.
When the service was over, they were going to be processing down Anderson Rd. on their way to her home town, where she would be laid to rest. Anderson Rd. is the street I have to drive down to get to Atria, so I left quickly, hoping to beat the motorcade, which I did. But it was moving to see how many people lined both sides of the street as far as the eye could see.
I found my mother sitting in the dining room, finishing lunch...but she was still wearing her bathrobe and no shoes. That surprised me because I thought the aides were good about getting everyone dressed before they went to meals.
After we moved into the common room, she told me that she had no clothes and that she had not been able to wear clothes for several days. Well, we walked down to her apartment, and of course her closet was full, so I helped her get dressed.
This was one of her less "with it" days and she could not understand what I meant when I told her to take off her bathrobe first. Then she told me that they change her bed every day and she never knows what her bed is going to look like. At that point I reminded her that the bed was the one she slept in with Fred and asked if she remembered Fred. She laughed and said "of course!" but in an instant she said she thought she had been married and I mentioned Fred again, she couldn't remember who he was.
It was, as it usually is, a depressing visit but I left and headed off to Supercuts, where, after NINE months, I finally got my hair cut.
Then I hit the supermarket where I first saw what would be our dinner tonight.
I got home and found Walt and Ned. Walt had indeed gotten a haircut and looked better than he has in a very long time.
For dinner we had squash soup and the crab. Ned has decided he is going to try to like fish which he has hated all of his life. And, to give him credit he did eat a little crab, liberally topped with Sriracha sauce and pronounced it "not horrible."
We're still working on the ideal sleeping arrangement for Walt but Ned did a lot of arranging and rearranging today and maybe tonight will be better for him.