Big Day

Our outing today was to a graduation party for a boy Wilson has known since kindergarten and then to Wilson's graduation. There was a lot of sitting on a hard, backless bench, and after the first line of kids had been called up to receive their diplomas, my mother asked me, "Are they going to call ALL of them??" She was a trooper. She made it through all 250 or so.

We got her back to Silverado around 7. I took her to her room where we were greeted by a terrible smell. There was a large turd in her bathroom sink. Staff were quick to remedy that, but wow. That left quite a smell. In this instance, thank god for short memories and the poor sense of smell that comes with Alzheimer's.