Guess who called me today? My mom!! Well, it was my sister at mom's hospital bedside, but this was the first time that mom was able to express a desire to talk with me. I understood most of what she said and she knew who I was I'm sure.
It's hard to believe but mom is getting better every day! She now recognizes my sister most of the time, she is eating again, and soon she is ready to start walking again! I am returning to visit her for another three weeks Sept. 23rd and hope she continues to improve between now and then.
My sister and I communicate every day and the stories she tells me of her conversations with mom are incredible! We couldn't make this stuff up!
For instance, here are some tidbits from the last few days. If you haven't already read my entry from August 27th, go back and read that one first so that this will make sense to you!
- In the last few days, mom has recognized my sister just fine but today once again did not. My sister tried several things but mom kept saying to her that she was appreciative of her kindness but her daughter would come visit soon. Finally, in an act of desperation, my sister pulled out her ID and showed it to her. My mom looked at the ID, then at my sister, then back at the ID, then exclaimed,
Oh, figlia mia! Perdonami, questa malattia mi ha impedito di riconoscerti!
which means "Oh, my daughter! Forgive me, this disease has caused me not to recognize you!" She then extended her arms to hug my sister and my sister cried from joy and relief.
- "Mom, do you remember when Joe was here?"
"Joe was here? When? How long was he here? How many times did he come visit?"
"He was here for three weeks and came to see you every day!"
"Oh, my, I only remember him coming once and I wasn't even sure about that!"
"Yes, and he's coming back soon to see you again!"
- Mom: "What month is this? June?"
"No, mom, it's September 3rd."
"That's not possible. How long have I been sick? At least a year, right?"
"No,mom, a little more than two months."
"No, that's not possible, it's at least a year! I don't know if I'll be able to return home. After all, I'm already 83 years old."
"No, mom, you will be 73 at the end of the year."
"How is that possible? I was born in 1935, so I'm 83!"
"Look, mom, let's subtract it on paper. 2008 - 1935 = 73."
"Wow...I had no idea I was that young! I feel as if I were 100 years old! Hey, if I'm only 73 then I can still get better!"
"Yes, mom, but you have to promise me that you're going to start to eat and slowly start to walk again."
"Yes, I promise you I will."
- "Mom, a lot of people have come to see you. Alessandro came again yesterday, but you were sleeping and we didn't want to wake you."
"Alessandro? My nephew?"
"Yes, he came all the way from Savona, at least three times now in the last couple of months."
"Especially for me? You should have woken me! Poor boy! How good he was to come visit me. Tell him I'm sorry."
"Others have come too. Chiara, Emanuele, Paola twice, aunt and uncle. But you were to ill during that time."
"Darn this head of mine! All these people came and I don't remember anything!"