When I got to the nursing home this morning, Mom was complaining that her stomach hurt. This is a common complaint for her. We fixed her some oatmeal and that seemed to help. Then I met with the nurses to learn how to give Mom's insulin injections. It isn't something that I'm looking forward to, but I can do it.
My niece is a nurse where Mom is at rehab, and she found her this afternoon over on a totally different hall. She asked Mom what she was doing, and Mom said, "Looking for something to steal." My niece said, "Grandma, what do you mean?" Mom said, "I'm looking for something to steal so I can get kicked out of this place." She is so ready to come home.
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