For the third time, Mammaw.....

Hey Y'all!
Some of you know my mammaw has dimentia. It's moderate but it ain't getting any better! She takes Aricept, but I swanee it doesn't work. It DOES keep her moodiness and temper tantrums at a tolerable level.
After reading what I just wrote, it sounded so mean.
I thought about deleting those few lines and beginning again, but if you have a family member suffering through this monster, you have those feelings.
We have a friend of mine sit with Mammaw during the day, while we're all working. She does a great job with Mammaw, but when I talk about how "Julie did the laundry or Julie took out the trash, or anything that Julie may have done that day", Mammaw has no clue who Julie is.
Julie and I have been friends since we met in the 5th grade. We got into so much trouble--and I promise I'll blog all about it soon, that her mama made sure we were placed into different 6th grade classes when the time came! HAHAHA
Anyway---we have a doctor's appointment tomorrow.
While I was over there earlier this evening, I said, "Mammaw--we're going to be taking you to the dr. in the morning."
Mammaw: What in the world for?
Me: So he can check on your bedsore and make sure it's healing the right way.
Mammaw: What bedsore? I don't have a bedsore do I?
Me: Yes...you've had it since October and we've been doctorin' it up. Remember me changing your bandages on it every night?
Mammaw: Oh...yep. I remember that! Did you know I cleaned your butt when you were little?
Me: Yep...and now it's my turn to clean yours ain't it?!
-*-*-*Both of us laughing-*-*-*-*
Mammaw: Oh well..So you got school tomorrow?
Me: Yes, but I'm not working tomorrow.
Mammaw: Why not?
Me: Because we're going to your doctor appointment.
Mammaw: What? Why am I going to the doctor?
Me: So he can look at your bedsore and make sure it's ok.
Mammaw: I ain't got no bedsore and I ain't a going to no doctor.
Me: (Thinking--I AM NOT GOING THROUGH ALL OF THIS AGAIN) Well Mammaw...I'm going back across the road. I have to check on my boys and make sure they're ok.
Mammaw: Ok--nitey nite. I don't know what I'd do without you Michelle.
Me: I don't know what I'm going to do without you either Mammaw....nite.
And as I'm pulling the door closed....I hear her say....
Mammaw: and I ain't a goin' to no doctor.
HAHAHAHA

My daddy always goes when we take mammaw to the dr. Me and my sister take turns missing work to go.
Please say a prayer for us in the morning.
Pray that mammaw will wake up in a good mood.
Pray that she'll let me give her a bath without a fuss.
Pray that I can get Lil R to daycare after him being out sick the last two days because of allergies.
Pray that she can get into my new minivan without any problems.
Pray that we get a good report from the dr.
Pray that she doesn't pee in my new van---hahah---maybe I'm kidding??!!
Pray that everything will go ok and that we'll all have a great day together tomorrow.

I know the older she gets, the fewer chances I have to make memories with her. Thank you Lord for keeping her here awhile longer and for making sure that Lil R knows her and will remember her when he's older.
Y'all have a great day!
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