Art Therapy

Well, today was not a good day for my mom. I was hoping to take her to a Chair Exercise class, but that did not happen. She said she was tired and didn't want to go. It went downhill from there. All the questions we were expecting she would ask, but had not heard from her yet. How long did she have to stay, why did we put her in there... I told her Dr's orders (which is true) but she did not recognize his name and wanted to know why she couldn't ask another Dr. 

I tried hard to listen and be empathetic to her feelings of being depressed and angry but fell into the trap of trying to speak logically to her questions. That is a lost cause with someone who has moderate to severe Alzheimer's. Things she said made me feel bad in the moment, but I know not to take it personally and chalk it up to a bad day for mom.

None the less, on the way home I stopped at the Garden Center and bought 3 plants for the front yard. After lunch I basically worked in my scrap journal and filled many pages!! One of them is here for today's entry, the rest are in an album here.