Forgotten Visitors

Uncle Tom brought Angie in today! I still can't believe it. Unfortunately, Mary didn't have a good day. She just couldn't wake up and didn't seem to really be there all day. I think Ange must have been disappointed that Mary wasn't excited about her being there. On the other hand, maybe then she saw first hand what I'm up against sometimes when I want to get her to go visit Angie.

Tom had a lunch date with one of his kids, so he didn't stick around, which was ok because he can be a bit strenuous! It's just that he's always talking and telling jokes. Doesn't seem to deal well with silence.

I wanted to go vote but I didn't want to leave Mary alone with Angie, so I called Mom and asked her if she would come over. She actually agreed. I think she lied to Dad and told him that she was going to vote. It was a good cover-up because he couldn't vote today, being an Independent, so there was no reason for him to go with her. Mom stayed a long time, but she kept saying the whole time that she really needed to get back home. Argh! I was glad for Angie's sake that she was here! Otherwise it would have been a major dud of a visit!

Angie got here just after noon and immediately wanted something to eat :-) I got out some Irish cheddar and was pleased that she loved it, but then she had a stomach ache the whole rest of the visit. Her osteo has caused her belly to really pooch out. Everything must be really squished toghether in there.

I made a pound cake--which I know Angie loves--because we've got a ton of strawberries and they go so well together. But I started too late and they left just before it came out of the oven. I said that maybe this visit would get Mary back in the swing of things and we could go out and visit Angie tomorrow and bring some cake. Well, so much for that because about an hour later when I asked Mary if she remembered who had visited her today, she was absolutely clueless. I asked her a couple of times more, but she never remembered, so I switched tacks and just kept asking if it wasn't nice that Tom, Angie and Serena had been in to visit today. Sometimes I honestly get a bit scared about how much she doesn't know anymore. The other day when I came in to wake her from her nap (cause she'd been in bed for over an hour), I could swear she actually looked...not frightened but certainly somehow shocked. She stared at me for a good half minute like that before she asked, "Bridget?"