As Mommy grew more dependent, the hours that Mary and I spent with Mommy became longer and longer. Mary arrived in the morning to wake Mommy, prepare her breakfast, dress her and get her going for the day. By the time I would arrive, she’d be sitting at the kitchen table finishing up. I'd come over to start teasing her, raising her spirit and getting her to laugh, or even to start her "fussing at me" routine. There were times though, Mary would call me a bit earlier to let me know to come over earlier. “Come and see Mommy” she would say. It was when she asked about me and just wanted to see my face. I know that it meant that she specifically asked where I was or that she felt anxious about something. We knew that it was a time that Mommy wanted to just see me or nor that I was near.
Mary was overwhelmed as she spent many hours in
any day with Mommy, leaving Mommy’s house in the evenings. Mary would then
return at 3:00 AM to further assist her, only to return that same
morning to wake her. It was time to get her some help. Mary and I were in
agreement that an additional caregiver was necessary at that point. And so it
will be.
I
turned to my little brother for some help with this. Fortunately, he was
acquainted with a reliable, responsible and gentle person that has experience to assist
Mary with Mommy. After being interviewed by Mary and I, “Sylvia” was given the nod.
Mommy instantly took to Sylvia and they became trusting right off the bat. As
Mary coached Sylvia, I felt that I made the right move in adding Sylvia. She
was a sweetheart and it surely gave Mary the relief she needed and most of all,
it gave Mommy around the clock care that she needed. Yeah, it was SYLVIA TO THE
RESCUE.
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