Friday, November 9, 2012

Getting Mom to Eat... So Hard!

We couldn't wait to see Mom today and Tom and I decided to take her a warm sandwich from a new restaurant in Plymouth called Penn Station. I heard from my dear friend Jackie that she knew the owners and they had great sandwiches. Each time we go and see Mom everyone there is telling us, and we all see that she is not eating. She is constantly getting skinnier and skinnier.  When we got there in the early part of the afternoon she was doing some exercises, learning how to get out of her wheel chair and do some walking on her own. She was very wobbly and weak. The physical therapist told us to take her and see if she will eat.

 Tom trying to make Mom eat, and she was so happy to see us both.

Mom wanted Coke, but Tom got her this for her upset tummy. She loved drinking this.

 After a few bites of the sandwich , Mom felt sick in her tummy.

 Not enjoying any of the bites of her sandwich.

She thought she liked the taste of the lemon-aide but after two sips no way....

The food smelled really good and she did have a few sips of the fresh squeezed lemon-aide but when she took a bite of her sandwich it quickly made her feel sick. She felt so sick I had to get her something in case she did throw up. I realized maybe I should not have gotten such a rich sandwich that was kind of heavy to eating.  It was a Philly Steak Sandwich with a little pizza sauce on it.

We took her back to exercise but she said she would rather go and watch other people exercise. The physical therapist explained to us what questions she wanted us to ask the orthopedic doctor on Monday regarding Mom's shoulder. She also expressed to us that they were going to continue working with her for awhile longer until she gets a little stronger in her shoulder and arm. We were pleased with her decision.

I also talked to Dr. M. today regarding going out on Sunday to celebrate Mom's 88th birthday party and he told us there would not be any problem. The only problem I thought was her not eating..... so sad.  Tom and I left  watching her exercising, feeling sad for Mom and wondering what more could we do for her... 

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