Mom and Meditation

I find that I really like my imposed half-hour quiet time in the morning. This morning I tried to connect with my dad again -- to think like him -- but it just wasn't happening. I do, however, find that it is this few minutes of peace that makes the rest of my day just a bit easier. I also realized that our left and right eyes not only don't see with exactly the same clarity, they see something different. Find a place where you have a vertical line looking out to a landscape. While keeping your head in the same place, first close your right eye and look with just your left, then reverse. You will see something a bit different with each eye. Everybody else probably already knew that, but it was something of a revelation for me.

I will be going to San Diego Friday and am meeting with Mom and a gentleman who will give us information about care options -- board and care home, assisted living, in-home care etc. -- so that we can decide what comes after the rehab facility. They will be reassessing Mom on Monday and it is possible that she will be released as early as sometime next week. Pam and I are guessing that she will opt for in-home care, at least for now. We have been warned that it is unlikely that she will ever quite be able to care for herself again. We aren't sure that she has been ready to admit this to herself, but that time has to come. I will go down for the first week she is at home or in a facility to be certain that things are going well. She is just fine mentally and is fiercely independent. She had been considering an independent living facility, just because she is having housekeeper issues and is tired of cooking. If she hadn't tripped on the sprinkler she would be going strong into her 90s I'm sure.

Last night's Soroptimist dinner (I was event chair) went off nicely. The grant recipients gave short but informative speeches, the food was just fine, the cake was delicious (most of this is heresay, nothing edible was in keeping with my food plan). One silly little glitch -- after telling them three times that our theme was "The Givin' of the Green" and we would have St. Pat's centerpieces, they used blue napkins. It was an interesting contrast to the decorations.