Mom When She's There

We visited Mom in the long-term care facility today, having to drive through the smoke and haze wafting in on the wind from the north, but all went well. Mom's a bit sharper in the mornings and I don't like hitting George Washington Bridge-bound traffic (especially given the fire hazard situation) any later than 2 PM, so it worked out well. It was as pleasant a visit as could be expected nowadays, considering her lingering confusion and dislike of food in general. I have to say, the food at this LTC place is amazing, we each tried a bit of the breaded cod she was served for lunch and it whetted our appetites enough to keep going over the GWB, past our neighborhood and into the wilds of Westchester County to Kura, our favorite conveyor belt sushi place. For once my stress-induced gastrointestinal issues quieted a bit and I was able to enjoy our repast, and we still got home in plenty of daylight and time to relax before heading out again tomorrow for our usual grocery shopping. The car worked fine, although it desperately needs a wash (also tomorrow). All in all I still feel like I'm in a holding pattern, but every day holding on seems to become just a tiny bit easier.