we came by in the morning to see how she was.
she had all her things packed back in bags and ordered us to take her home. it’s terrible because i keep imagining myself in the situation. the helplessness. the total dependency on your own children. she stayed angry on and off. my sister said that in her moments of lucidity she was extremely pissed. then she’d slide into dementia and hang out. i went back to the house to do some cleaning. i called to see how things were going and my niece told me she was playing the piano for the other residents. after her spitting anger, i could only think that she was totally insane.
in a weird way, i had been excited for her. i wanted her to live in a place with other people, with meals cooked for her. i thought she might be more stimulated. but the reality is that the other people are also impaired and some are very far gone, some practically catatonic. they were not going to be great company.
jj started school today without me.
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