Postby Kathryn-in-Canada » Tue Dec 26, 2023 12:53 am
I'm up too late but it was a good, quiet-ish, day.
We dropped my sister off at 11.15 for her 11:45 train.
We then went to dd's and saw the gifts the kids got, gave them our gifts for them (two small ones each), then I sat with dgs one side, helping him build a lego set and dgd on the other, helping her finish decorating the gingerbread house which dgs7 and dgs2.75 had started to decorate 2 weeks ago. Dd and dsil are sick so having an hour or two where they didn't have to play with the kids was helpful.
We came home by 3, had a walk to the bank to deposit my paycheque from last night, then snacked for a bit, then had dinner of leftover roast beef from Saturday night and watched the movie Spirited. That was interspersed with phone calls to dh's sisters.
He went to bed hours ago but I wanted to finish the book I was reading (done!) and now will head to bed too late.
<Skippable discussion on my sister.>
I walked her into the station and to the first-class lounge as she is getting confused and was worried that the train wouldn't come for some reason or they would take away her seat and put her in one she didn't want. She couldn't find her ticket (which she had been fussing over before leaving the apartment, rearranging things in her purse) but, of course, that wasn't an issue. She gave the check in lady her train departure time, destination and seat number. I suggested it would help if she also gave her name. That is the sort of confusion she has all the time.
As well, she will often decide to answer a different question, a variation on the one asked and refuse to stop talking when you try and get her to answer the actual question. Yesterday, ds asked if she knew which side of the train she'd be sitting on. She answered, in great detail, refusing to stop and listen to us, as to which side of the train was best when coming from Toronto and when going back home again. Rather than answer yes, or no, to the original question. The reason ds asked his question was if she knew she was on the right hand side of the train, he would take dgs out to the street and wave at her as the train went by as it passes within 150' of their home.
She loses words and sometimes I can fill them in with context and follow what she is saying, other times I can't but if I can get her to stop talking long enough to ask for clarification, she gets lost completely so covers up by going off on another topic. And she doesn't stop talking at all, she comes into a room, starts talking, no matter what you are doing and won't stop even if you say something like, "I just have to finish this email and then I can talk."
That was what happened in the morning of the 23rd. I had to write a whole candle lighting liturgy in the style of Dr. Seuss and finished that up between the time I woke up and saw the surprise email request and when she woke up but it took 30 minutes for her to stop talking long enough for me to proof my work and send the email. Then, until we left for the church on the evening of the 24th she kept reminding me I had that 'thing to write.'
She loved being in church on Sunday, especially my service in the evening. It was quieter and less chaotic but there was someone who was coughing behind her and that made her nervous. Saturday she had her first indoor visit with dd and kids since the summer of 2019. That meant a lot to her and dgd gave her lots of hugs and they both played physically with her. She enjoys dgs2.75 who she sees at least 2x a year, as ds is good about visiting her when they drive through Toronto and her partner will drive her up to see them here at least once a year. But he favours me over all others, so he accepted the gifts from her (books) but brought them to me to read once she showed him one of them made sounds.
So it was a good but strained visit. It was important to have her here, out of her comfort zone, to get a better sense of what she can and can't manage. But it is spooky for me as it is a glimpse into my future as well.