New Development

I came home from the gym tonight to find Grandma watching a show about parkour. Maybe that's how she injured herself?

Big Day

Yesterday was a long day for Grandma, full of shenanigans.

I was away last week so my dad stayed over to keep an eye on her. Grandma's still limping, but now it's on her left side. We suspect that she was overcompensating from when she hurt the right side, and now she's pulled something on the left. Grandma, however, is sticking to her story that she swung on the gate and fell.

We took her to the doctor to get this checked out. I know she's hurting because she is actually using her cane. She has had the cane for nearly a year. Whenever I told her to use it she'd say, "I don't need it. I won't fall. I can just lean on the wall." She also keeps saying, "Oh golly!" and holding her back. Grandma is not one to complain, unless it is about someone using too much electricity.

So, Aunt Ellie and I take her to her doctor. The nurse practitioner reads her the riot act about how she doesn't eat enough and is messing up her medications. Grandma seems puzzled by this. "I lost that much weight? Oh, you're right. I need to eat more." When I tell her the same things? "Yeah, yeah, I know!"

The nurse has Grandma walk and thinks that nothing is broken because she can put weight on her feet. But, she and the doctor call in x-rays just to be sure. And here is maybe the highlight of our day. The doctor stops in to the examination room to say hello. Grandma starts giggling!
"Oh, hi Dr. R."
"How are you feeling?"
"Oh, my back is bothering me." (I think she's blushing!)
"You need to eat more, you're wasting away!"
"Oh, yeah, you're right." (more giggles!)

I think Grandma has a crush on her doctor! She doesn't giggle when I tell her to eat! Her response to me and my dad is usually along the lines of rolling her eyes or, "I don't like people telling me what to do!" If she's feeling extra feisty she might try to kick us. Definitely no giggles.

The x-ray results are supposed to be called into Dr. R. this afternoon and then he is going to call us. I hope he calls personally so I can watch Grandma blush and giggle some more.


Things Aunt Dee has Stolen:
Fitted sheets. All of them.

Sleeping Beauty

Grandma's been on her sleeping all day kick again. The other day I was talking to Aunt Dee around noon.
"What's Grandma up to?"
"She's still sleeping."
"No! You gotta get her up. Go wake her up. Or make a lot of noise. She needs to eat something and take her pills."

So, I go to wake her up. "Grandma, it's noon. You need to get up." How do you think she responded? Oh, I had no idea it was so late? You should have woken me up before? Nope. Not Grandma.

Actual response, "Get out of here before I hit you!"

I don't like being woken up either.

Watch the Landing

The other day Grandma developed a limp. She says that her right hip is bothering her. I first noticed this when she was heading to bed. She had no recollection of what happened, I didn't see anything happen, and there is no bruising. My guess is that she pulled something.

However, her story keeps changing. First she said that she was going down the front steps and fell at the bottom and landed on her hip. The next day she said she was going down the front steps and lost her balance. She grabbed the fence to steady herself, but it was unlatched, so she swung forward on the fence, then it swung back and she fell on the steps. This is physically impossible with the way the fence latches, but I do like how her story is getting more outlandish. I'm hoping that over the next few days it will expand to include a back flip where she just couldn't stick the landing.