11:59 pm May 10th. More sleeping and snoring from other people. I know I sleep, and probably snore a bit, but it feels so rare. The sleep. I get up every time she gets up, her shadow, so she doesn’t fall or open the front door looking for something that isn’t there. She was quite confused today, she is confused everyday. Today was more like delirium. The way she was speaking, her laughter. She did say she was hungry, wanted her honey garlic chicken wings from the pizza place next door. I went in to order them on my way back from work today. He knows my mom, and offered to deliver them to us when they were ready. I had told him she was quite sick and hadn’t eaten in a while. I met him in the hall after he rung up. His name is Taj. I heard a knock on the door after I brought the wings back in the house. Taj wanted to offer some help to my mom if she needed it. His wife has taken a residential care program and they are both at the business most of the time, so we should just call if she needs anything. I felt so touched by the offer. She has a Dr. who comes to see her at the house, and has bought her some of those chicken wings that she loves in the past. The people who run the flower shop around the corner gave me some lilies of the valley to bring to her in the hospital. I brought her around in the wheelchair to see them the other day, and they gave her a beautiful rose. Her neighbour and one of her best friends are part of the jewish burial society and will be part of the group of people who will take care of her when she dies, stay with her. She is so beautifully taken care of by all kinds of people around her. It is how it should be. All kinds of care, by all kinds of people.
A campaign to stop the madness in my brain
