Well, Mom turned 87 last Sunday on the 25th and she still lays right in that bed. She doesn't try to do anything but find things to gripe about and lets people wait on her hand and foot. It was a sad day when we had to finally accepted that she just wasn't going to try anymore. Try as we did to talk some sense into fell on deaf ears. I call it that because even though she would listen to us, the above is what you will see, when you walk into her room. She stopped the physical therapy, saying that is wasn't doing anything for her. It's just really sad that she stopped caring to live and enjoy what life she has left. Her day consists of watching TV, griping, waiting on people to walk in the door to visit with and giving certain worker's a piece of her mind if things don't go according to her schedule.
