Shirley-ness

I'm thinking about mom tonight. 

When we started planning the interment, she said she wasn't coming. She didn't want to come. She didn't see the point. 

We told her that her nieces and nephews would want her to be there. They'd love to see her. I didn't mention "this could possibly be the last time... you know." 

She said she wasn't going to drive and I said of course you are not, one of us will drive you. All the flowers to Jess for being the Driving Miss Shirley delivery man. I'm sure it was stressful (Jess said, Indeed It Was, at times). But they got it done.

Driving back to the hotel after spending a few hours Sunday at Linda's, she looked so tired. I thought I was tired, but looking at here the weight of exhaustion was obvious.

I realized that this was a lot on her. A lot. Very taxing. She complained a lot the whole time. The beds were too high, the fan in the bathroom was too loud. Going outside to smoke there wasn't anywhere to sit. No bench, no chair, no nothing. Who is that person. Why is it so loud in here. Meh meh meh meh meh. 

We make fun of her a lot, for sure, but it dawned on me that really this was a lot. And I should thank her for being a trooper, and coming and seeing everyone. 

I was going to call her today, but when I thought to do it, it was naptime. And I got to working so before I knew it, time had flown to 5pm. Doug went to the market, I tried to nap. Toffee wasn't having it, she was very anxious that Doug was gone, so I got up and got things ready to start dinner. 

Doug's cousin came over tonight from Virginia to talk about his mom. He's got some concerns with her being sued by her HOA, and not having the money. He thinks they're probably going to get evicted, and all sorts of things. He needed to talk and have a logical, smart person to give him some advice. He left at 10:30, stayed a lot longer than I thought he would. 

So I didn't call mom. I just put a meeting on my calendar for tomorrow morning to do that. Just check up on her, thank her for hanging in there with all this. 

Here's a picture of Toffee. Digits below. 

digits 

exercise: 12/12 hours of 250 steps;  no dedicated 10; 5300+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 190
4:30pm: 134
11pm: 185

food:
coffee/water
11am: metformin
12:30: left over chinese garlic pork, mostly veggies not much pork
6pm: steak salad
7pm: entire bag of fundraiser popcorn; white wine; metformin+jardiance