at the races

Monday, November 5, 2018
Mom was in a wheelchair sitting with Donna, Edward and Jacquie.  She had drunk a lot of beverages. She was being contrary again.  She didn't want to eat her food.  At one point she took the spoon away from me and started to feed herself.  I was so happy!  She didn't eat much, but she did eat something.  She even peeled a banana and ate it herself.
After dinner, I toileted her.  Her diaper was full of pee.  She pooped in the toilet.  It wasn't diarrhea.  I cleaned her up and put her in a new diaper.  We went to "the horse races."  She really wasn't sure what to do with the giant die, but with encouragement she threw it.  Each time she caught the die she was confused about what to do, but eventually she did throw it.
She complained about something on her face so I went to get a towel, but she didn't want me to wipe it.  After much patience on my part, I was able to wipe the sticky stuff off her cheek, but only that one cheek.  I was able to get her out of her chair and walk back to her room where I put her back in the wheelchair.  She was tired and nodding off so I took her sit with Donna.  Donna had already been put to bed.
I found some mouse poop in mom's closet.  I cleaned it.