But my mom did not end up moving the following day from Assisted Living to Memory Care.
As it turned out, in the room I chose for my mom there were some stains in the carpeting that didn't come out with a shampooing and stain treatment so the director decided to have the carpeting replaced before my mom moved in.
The carpeting replacement would take about a week, so my mother had a week's reprieve. Or at least that was the way I saw it. My mom didn't yet know she was moving.
But I was glad, because the postponement of my mom's move would mean she would still be in her nice room in her lovely Assisted Living neighborhood for the following week, Thanksgiving week, during which time my sister Romaine would be visiting from Portland,
for the next few days we did our best to regale my mom with love and attention.
Dennis, the Sunrise resident cat,
...who my mom believed was her cat,
...probably in no small part because Dennis likewise seemed to believe he was my mom’s cat, having taken up residence in her room shortly after she arrived,
Bob Evans on Tuesday,
Olive Garden on Wednesday,
O'Charley's on Friday.
I went to visit her on Saturday afternoon and found her contentedly watching the Ohio State football game with some of her friends.
But no. The staff informed me that, though my mother may have seemed well enough with her family, she still frequently wandered around the building in confusion during the day and left her room to wander at night, too. Her week-long reprieve had been only that, a reprieve. She was still scheduled to move on Monday into the locked Memory Care Unit.