(On Sunday, Mother was weepy pretty much all day long. Several times she asked where her sister-in-law Marjorie MacDonald was. After several hours of weeping: “Things have happened all wrong.”
(Doug took Mother for a two-hour drive.)
(Doug brought Mother back to her room after eating. Mother started weeping and crying. Vaughn came by with Mark, Jr.(born 9-17-2004). Mother immediately started smiling.)
“I have headaches. I’m tired.”
(Heather: Where do you feel bad?)
“All over. I feel bad all over. I just keep breathing and that makes me feel better.”
“I’m sick and tired of living!”
(Mother, its O.K. I can easily clean it up and we can easily get another tray of food from the kitchen. Accidents happen all the time to everybody.)
“I don’t know what’s the matter with me. (I am) crying all the time. I feel so sad being here. I hate to be such a sad sack. I don’t know why I’m crying now. Heather, you are the most adjusted of all the gang. You don’t seem to be upset at all. I’m upset all the time.”
“I want to go home. I want to go to my bed. Right now. If you get a chance, Heather. Hurry up. I want to get into my bed. I want to listen to you talk. I want to get in bed.”
(Mother, the nurses want you to stay up, so when you go to bed you will be really tired and not wake up in the night.)
(Samantha, the staff member listened outside Mother’s room and she said Mother seemed O.K. and stopped crying.)
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Glimpses of the Past: Morning Conversations with Audrey
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