The Favorite Patient

Mom's the favorite patient of nurses everywhere - the nurses on the cancer ward gave her a present when she left the hospital, and told her how wonderful she was! how often does something like that happen? and she's getting more of that attention now in the nursing home - "Sunday night at the Manor" as i heard it described by an aide in the hallway. most of the time, things are pretty quiet where momma's living now - however, there are a couple of patients that can become rather impatient and loud when they're not attended to right away. "Let me out! Now! Get me out of here!" one guy shouted - it reminded me of what my Aunt Joan told me about when her husband Roy had to spend time in a nursing home: he told her she was sending him to Alcatraz. Far from it - yes, it's true that it's not "home", but everyone i've seen at mom's nursing home has gotten very good care. the nurses that attended to mom tonight said they wished all their patients were as wonderful as she is - ahhh, the joys of having a low-maintenance momma. ;-)