Hot cocoa

Saturday, July 7, 2018
Mom and Donna were sitting together at the dining table when I arrived.  I took mom to the washroom.  Her fingernails looked dirty.  I asked the nurse and she told me that mom had not had a bowel movement today. When I went to check on mom, I saw a poop coming out of her bum.  It wasn't much, but it was a poop.  I cleaned her up and changed her diaper because it stunk.  I cleaned her finger nails with the nailbrush Charlene gave me.
Mom drank most of her Boost.  She fed herself some of her dinner.  I gave her two bite-size pieces of chicken and she ate those.  After dinner, I took her dessert, a banana and dumped her milk in with the Boost.  I got Donna to hold the milk/Boost.  I told her not to drink it because it was my mom's but she said she tasted it.  I got mom to hold the banana and the dessert because I needed to push Donna in the wheelchair. 
I toileted mom again.  She peed.  I washed her face and combed her hair.
I went through mom's photobook and got mom to drink her beverage.
Then, we all went to play card bingo.  Mom was reticent at first, but then she began to participate.  She didn't want to sit beside Michael.  Shanta did not join us.  A Chinese lady joined us.  She didn't have good use of her hands, but she could recognize suits.
I took the girls back to the room.  I put the head set on mom and we ate a banana together.  She ate it all.  I took mom for a little walk.  The aide came and toileted Donna and got her ready for bed.
I took mom for hot cocoa and a cheese sandwich.  Mom ate some of the cheese sandwich.  Zorka was bent on getting mom to speak English.  I tried to explain that mom had a degenerative brain disease, but Zorka had a hard time understanding.  She kept on speaking to mom in a loud voice.  Mom was mad.  She kept saying I don't understand.  At one point she said that she didn't understand because she was stupid and then she said that she wanted to die.  Poor mom. 
I had to take mom away from Zorka because even though Zorka was trying to be helpful, she was upsetting mom. 
Mom asked if she could bring the hot cocoa with her.  When we got back to her room it was dark, Joan was already sleeping.  Donna was still awake.  I asked Donna if I could turn on the lights and she was fine with it.  I sat mom down on the bed and showed her the hot cocoa.  I gave her a big hug.  She looked happy.