Angie called me this morning to report that Mother was a totally different person today. Not only did she talk, she interacted and laughed. A maintenance man was working on painting the door. Mother commented at how foolish it was to paint that brown door black and that it looked horrid! Angie got such a laugh out of, not only what she said, but how she said it.
I've been trying to call her all afternoon but she doesn't answer. I called the nurse's desk and asked that they make sure she could reach the phone. They thought she was at therapy then but this is over 2 hours later and she still doesn't answer. Oh, well, I'll keep trying.
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