Today was my mom’s second day of adult day care. I felt like the mom today when I dropped her off. She asked me, “Are you leaving me here?” I wasn’t really sure what to say so I told her that Dad would be here to get her at five.
It felt like day care for little kids because we the care-takers drop them off before work and the adults working there gather them into the group to join in on the current activity. They have ceramics, sewing, fitness, quizzes, lunch time, snack time and a hair salon. This…almost sounds like fun if you forget the fact that the residents would rather be at home.
Adult day cares are a weird place. I don’t know how I feel about this arrangement yet. I need to get the first week over with. Maybe by Saturday I will have a better handle on this.
If I haven’t said this yet let me just tell you all something. Go home tonight and hug your mother. I don’t care what your situation with her is; if she is alive and has full mental faculties, then you got it good. Put aside the bullshit and appreciate that you can talk to her about anything. I can’t even stress this point enough. Do it!
Sometimes our bodies turn against us with cancer; ain’t that some shit?
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