Friday, November 21, 2008
Probably in a "Bad Cancer Days" Cycle
Movement for 11/21/08:
- So far it's been a slow day in the wheelchair. She reported that she felt "good", just "tired", and has been choosing the wheelchair from destination to destination. Even though she'd been "up and down" (meaning she'd awakened and called me from her bedroom) a couple of times this morning, at her 12-hour-sleep mark, 1245, she asked for "more time". I gave her until 1400 and she was ready to rouse by then. I'm hoping for an in-the-living-room night but we'll see.
- Mom's choice from the bedroom to the bathroom, this evening, was, "I'd better walk."
"Good idea," I said. "Considering that you've been using the wheelchair a lot, lately, maybe we should give your legs some exercise."
Mom grinned. "Oh, they get plenty of exercise, all right."
Oh. All right.
She was slow, and iffy on her feet, so much so that I opted, on her behalf, for the wheelchair from the bathroom to the banister. She was disappointed, which surprised me, but agreed. "That walking tuckered me out," she said. I promised that if we thought she was up to it she could walk to the bedroom from the bathroom for bed, maybe even from the foyer steps to the bathroom. Imagine, promising my mother a chance to move!
Turns out, after a full evening, she decided on the wheelchair all the way to bed, but that was fine. She does, after all, by her own admission, get, "plenty of exercise"!
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