Mom is stiff

Sunday, July 15, 2018
Mom was sitting at the table with Donna when I arrived.  I took mom to her room to toilet her.
She had a dirty diaper.  She took a poop too.  I cleaned her up and took her back to the dining table.  She was so stiff.  She was one of the last ones to be served.  I gave her some of my food, which she ate.  She didn't touch any of her food.  Edward didn't want to eat his dinner.  I told him it was chicken.  He thought it was potato.  Finally, he tried it and ate it.  I cut up Donna's chicken for her.
Jacquie said they had an ice-cream party this afternoon.  She said that Donna said she was going to try mom's sherbet and ate it.
After dinner, I took Donna to the fish tank room, but she wanted to go back to her room. I made several trips back and forth to mom's room with her beverages and dessert.  I sat mom and Donna by the window so that they could look outside and see the roses.  Mom ate her dessert and drank her coffee creams.  I gave mom a banana and took Donna to the Fraser room so that she could take part in the casino game. When I came back, mom had not eaten the banana.  I broke off a piece and put it in her mouth.  She smiled.  She liked the banana, but she just didn't know how to eat it.  I put it to her mouth and she took small bites.  I gave her sips of her Boost.  After she had eaten half the banana, I put the head set on her and we went for a walk.
There is a lock on the gate that goes to the back garden.  We walked there and sat for a bit.  I couldn't figure out the code to get to the dog park.  We sat on a bench and mom noticed a bunch of ants crawling on the ground.  Her eyesight is pretty good. We came back and walked to the Fraser room and to the outside deck to see all the plants that were growing there.  I took mom to the front entrance and we sat for a bit there as well.  I was just trying to get mom to get some exercise.  She's so still.
We went back to the room and mom finished her banana and Boost.  I brushed her teeth.  She swallowed the water that she was supposed to rinse with.  The second time I brushed her teeth, she swished and spit, but the 3rd time, she drank again.  Poor mom.  I took her for a final pee.
I left her in the fish tank room with the other ladies.  Donna is on a diet so can't participate.  She was being toileted.