Lost key

Monday, November 23, 2015

Someone called and left a message on my answering machine telling me that mom wanted me to phone her.  Mom had apparently gone over to a neighbour's place complaining that a robber had stolen everything and that she wanted her to call me.  (Mom can't used the telephone to call out.)  I called her as soon as I got home. 
I figured out that mom had lost her key, but I couldn't verify it until I talked to AH who didn't arrive until 6:30 p.m.  As I thought, the key was not in the drawer where it was supposed to be.  I surmised that it must be in a coat pocket.  I told AH to look in the coat pockets.  I told him that it was probably in the pocket of a tan jacket with a high collar.  This jacket was like felt.  I told him this jacket could be in one of the closets or on her bed.  After about an hour and much arguing he found the jacket on the bed and the key.  Thank heavens!  If he didn't find the key, I would have had to go there.

E-mails were sent to the social worker from the activities coordinator and myself.