I forgot to post this. I was up all night Saturday night and just didn’t feel like hauling my ass out of bed to make it to church on Sunday morning.
Sometime after noon, I heard Mom come in from outside. I thought perhaps she had gone across to the store or for a little walk.
A few minutes later she came up and peeked in. When she saw I was awake she said that she had shown a couple of people her leg (where she scraped her skin off falling off a chair) and grossed them out. I assumed she meant some people in the co-op. “No!” she said “Maggie, for one.”….
Maggie? The only Maggie we know is at church. “How did you see Maggie to show her your leg?”
“When I went to church!”
It transpires that she took the bus right across town (about a 45 minute to an hour ride with several transfers) and then walked 5 or six blocks from the bus station near the highway to the school where our Fellowship meets! Apparently, people at church gave her heck fro not calling someone to give her a ride. Luckily, it was not the Sunday when the Fellowship was meeting at a place we are thinking of moving to or she’d have had to turn around and come home.
I was both pleased and upset. Pleased because her not just feeling like trekking across town but actually DOING so means that she is feeling a LOT better. Upset because we are still trying to monitor her to make sure she doesn’t have one of her “turns”. However, she didn’t and she managed to walk all that distance without her hip hurting. Of course, she also forgot to take her cane so that if she HAD had problems, she wouldn’t have had it to help her.
Maggie drove her home.