Monday, May 16, 2016  9:30 a.m.

Although it’s good to be back in Missouri, it’s also unsettling.  It’s difficult to adjust after a month at Mom’s and shadowing her schedule.

Arrived back on Saturday, called Mom to let her know I arrived, and had dinner at Bonnie’s.  Did not sleep well Saturday night.  Spent most of Sunday dozing in the recliner, tucked under a throw.  Ah…this is what depression looks like.  But by 1:45 I woke up and felt energized enough to go to the store and do a little gardening.  It was a beautiful day.

This morning Mom called a little after 7:00 a.m.  She wanted me to know that Dad was leaving her.  He said he would pick up his clothes sometime this morning, so she had them on the dining table.  He has another woman.  Just wanted me to know.  Bye.

It’s a delusional episode she has had before.  I didn’t dispute it.  Just empathized a bit…”I don’t know what to say…” that sort of thing.  Then I called Kevin and he said he would go over, check on things, and try to redirect.  He’s been through this before.  He’ll call me later.

My stomach is in a knot.  Chilly, rainy day outside.  Will call Dr. Sheila for some therapy sessions.

9:30 p.m.

Won’t be able to see Dr. Sheila until mid-June, but Kevin’s update later today was interesting.  Apparently Mom waited all day for Dad to come get his things.  Kevin let her live with her story for the day and kept an eye on her, but later he was able suggest that maybe what she thought was real was a dream.  He drove her to see Dad, and Kevin said he and Mom visited with Peggy, the social worker.

As of late this afternoon, Mom was once again considering the idea of trying out an apartment at Dad’s community…independent or assisted living…for a week or two.  She has said that before and within a few hours changed her mind.

We’ll see if there’s any real follow through.  It could be that with me out of the way, Mom might feel more like she is making decisions.  I think she’d like the trial stay because she could visit Dad anytime and she’d have social interactions.

I want her to be safe and I want her to be relatively content.  She is neither living alone.