WEIGHT AND WAIT
It is now Thursday, the day I take Mom to get her hair teased and stiffened.  I think she looks better when her hair covers her head, but teasing her hair is an old lady in the 1950s thing.  This is her day out of the apartment.  Right now it is raining but I don't think that will deter Mom.

  My worry is that she is losing weight.  I know sooner or later her immune system will weaken with the loss of weight.  So I wait without telling her what I think her losing weight means.  I don't think she has the mental presence to realize any explanation I might give.  I don't think she has the fear of losing weight to want to change.  And I don't know if eating more will even enable her to gain weight.
   This just might be being 92 years old and aging.
 
  So we will live another day, doing what we do every week.  Fortunately I think I have talked my mother into letting me write checks for her.  I have been wanting to for the last few months.  She miswrote two checks and that has bothered her enough to bring this up to me.

  I expect that after Mom gets her hair teased, she will want to drive around to shops and malls so she doesn't have to go back to the apartment, and merely lying there as she does all day.  Maybe today will be different, but I'm prepared to spend the day bored--for me bored not for her.

  Our life is so different than people younger, working, trying to get to some place they think will make them happy.  I don't know that I ever found that place, or ever will.  I'm not saying I'm better off or smarter, just that I have a different viewpoint on life than they do.  I saw the speeding traffic go by our apartment, flying for the Tollroad, for office buildings and sales and spending.
  There's a hurricane in Florida, where my sister Nancy lives.  Got to send her an email to see how she's doing.  Family has become more and more of my life.