Himself: Sent in report. Back to work after the gym.
Herself: Back to work….ya know, that does sound good. Take Grumpy to the body shop today too?
Reading: Just finished the first of the Reporter Ali mysteries from JA Jance. Well written. Very sad how all her latest have gone downhill.
Balance: Listening to a very scrappy speaker last night who spoke of the past in the present. Riveting.
Nothing deters the J2’s. They drove off to get their youngest son, a large strapping young man named Ted, who clambered over the fence and fended off the dog.
Dolly finally realized that someone had been banging on her back door, let Ted and the J’s in. She didn’t know what the date was, she was very disjointed, and she didn’t realize anything was wrong much less that she had missed dinner with the Feasters. The J’s finally got a neighbor’s phone number out of her, one who is on vacation, but not that of a doctor or one of her kids.
G reminded me that I had suggested two months ago that she go see her doctor. She didn’t. I don’t think she is able to. Is it a med. We don’t know.
There is a Senior Abuse hot line here in our city, but what do you do when the Senior doggedly refuses to leave her home. One of the Jay’s will phone the hot line today and ask about the protocol.
My mother was descending into dementia, but she had a husband who babysat her. She died before needing a nursing home. Both G’s mom and dad were all there when they died. We only realized late that Duck was in trouble when he fell, and after a brief hospitalization we let him return home with supervision. This didn’t work out, but we tried. Dolly is unknowingly in deep trouble and none of us know what to do.