Mom's having a great day and is tolerating her chemo pills even without the anti-nausea drugs, which is great news. (They make her woozy, so it's nice to be off them.) She's feeling fiesty today, telling the nurses they're doing a good job and directing Dad to STOP feeding her those nasty carrots.
Watching the afternoon news, she clearly dislikes what she's hearing.
"Oh no! That Putin? He's stupid! Gosh."
Physical therapy went well this morning, and Mom worked hard - she successfully shrugged both shoulders evenly, and then we asked her to pull her right hand towards her mouth. She struggled with it, and then we said, "Pretend there's a glass of good cabernet in your hand. Now pull it towards your mouth." She grinned, pulled her hand in and slurped.
Clearly Mom just needs the right motivation!
2 comments:
Sounds like a banner day at HEB!
Nice one, Mrs. Worrell! And that was a good motivating advice you gave her! :)
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