Life in progress

What Day is it Anyway? Wednesday, July 1st, 2020


My day today so far–1:27pm: 

Alex dragged me out of bed at 7:20 again to go for a walk before it got hot. There’s no end in sight to this heat wave we’re having, so I suspect we’ll have a few of these early mornings. Time to start putting some real effort into going to bed before 2am.

I haven’t forgotten the Escapist Coloring Club. I also haven’t coloured much of my page, so I’ll try to get a bit more done before I write the July 1st post. Stay tuned.

Thanks very much for all the good wishes yesterday for my mother’s transition to the nursing home. The trip over there went well, though she was confused, understandably. She’s still walking okay, and she recognized me even with my mask on. She asked about a cigarette when we arrived at the new place–she was probably tipped off by the no-smoking sign at the front of the building. Hopefully now that she’s inside she’ll forget again.

I got a call from the nursing staff yesterday afternoon to say she’d been a busy girl. They were having a hard time keeping her in her room. To remind her, they put a gate up. Regression at its best.

She was apparently doing okay until the sun went down. She called me last night in a tizzy, asking to get out of there so she could look after the baby (me) and the dogs (who died back in the 80s), and to go home. I didn’t ask where home was, but she was probably referring to the house she moved out of in 2001, where I grew up.

Everything she owns that went with her yesterday was in quarantine for 24 hours, so she had nothing, nowhere, and no one she recognized. Last I heard, they were going to give her a sleeping pill.

Getting old really sucks.

Why I’m writing this post:

Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.

Let’s keep in touch!

Author: Linda G. Hill

There's a writer in here, clawing her way out.

21 thoughts on “What Day is it Anyway? Wednesday, July 1st, 2020

  1. Pingback: What Day is it Anyway 29th June to 3rd July 2020. | willowdot21

  2. I hope your mom makes the transition. It must be so hard. I can’t even imagine (her situation or yours).


  3. Hopefully, when her items that give her comfort are around her, she will be more settled. This is so hard on you. I understand.


  4. It must be such a difficult time for both of you. Sending you love, Linda.


  5. So sad about your mom! Getting old does really suck. Sending you a big hug Linda, this is tough on you too! Love and light, xoxo


  6. Yesterday when I wrote you, I had forgotten to ask you if Marjorie was still smoking. Well, now I have my answer… You know, Jean turned 90 two weeks ago…


  7. It is really tough to be in her shoes and yours as well. Hope she settles down soon.


  8. I hope your Mum settles once she sees familiar things around her. As Willow says, it is difficult. My Mum went into a care home In September 2017. I managed to visit once, a day when she was not well and I sat by her bedside holding her hand. I had a fleeting few seconds of recognition when she stirred, and that was priceless. Thinking of you.


    • Bless. ❤
      They told me yesterday that I can visit once her quarantine is over, but I'm not holding my breath. You never know when the rules will change these days.


      • Can you phone her, or does she get confused trying to put a face to the voice? It used to upset my Mum (she once said ‘ Who is this? You don’t sound like my Di!’) so that’s why I always wrote instead.


  9. Beautiful, waiting for your next post

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  10. Hey Linda it’s so hard, hopefully when she gets her things around after the quarantine she should settle down 💜💜💜💜


  11. Sorry. I hope that’s not my fate, but you ca never know. I can only imagine the pain it puts you through. Good luck to all.


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