and emotional eating.
These cookies were in the cupboard when I came home from Montreal today...they have been there for weeks. I finished the package in a short time.
and then I saw these sitting on the chair in the dining room....they came home with me from Costco last week. They will be opened when I am not so sick from the cookies.
The auxilliary caregiver called my sister's home yesterday morning when she could not get inside, because my mom could not get to the door to open it. We left for her home right away, my brother in law brought a bag of tools to remove the door but didn't need them after all; she had crawled to the door. We got her settled, cleaned up and comfortable. I talked to her about going to a nursing home; this is too hard and it hurts so much to see her struggling like this, looking uncared for, looking unloved.
When I arrived back in Toronto today I called her but the line was buy all afternoon. Called my sister who wasn't home. I eventually called 911 and was directed to emergency services in Montreal. They sent the police to check in on her...she is in the hospital now but I am sure they will have her back home, alone, by bedtime.
She needs full time nursing care but will not allow it...we will have to go to court to make it happen. She is not safe alone in her home but she doesn't want to leave.
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