Just a quick update.
Hospice has been such a help. They are constantly calling me with updates and letting me know how Aunt Dot is feeling and doing. Last week was pretty bad. Hospice called and said that she was so upset. Crying. Wanting to know where her mom was. Insisting that she was going to meet her mom and dad. (This is generally all she refers to. Mom and Dad. She never mentions any sister or brother) I left work on Wednesday and went to see her and it was such a great visit. We set on her bed facing each other and talked. I got her a half sandwich, which we shared, and stayed for about an hour. She was in good spirits and doing great. Her foot was hurting her but she knew that and was staying off of it. Said it hurts her every year at this time and that it would be better in the morning.
Went back on Thursday afternoon with my granddaughter, Ella, and it was like night and day. She was cursing and beligerant. Cranky, crabby, mean. BUT she had company already and it was warm in her room. I think we made too much noise and it was overwhelming. Ella had brought her harmonica and thought the two of them would play a tune together. No go. We did not stay long and when I left I checked with the nurses. She was way overdue for her pain meds. I am not a big believer in pills but no old lady should be in that kind of pain that she does not even know what is going on.
Went back on Friday and she was good again. Getting ready for dinner. We visited and she was nice and did not even know there was anything wrong with her foot. Feeling that much better.

One thing I have learned through this is to harden up. I can not go in there and take everything personally. She has good days, bad days and GREAT days. You just have to gamble on what you are going to get and handle accordingly.

Thanks for being interested. Have a great day.