That Mother of Mine

It's been a busy month of appointments for Mom. She hasn't been happy to go out to any of them and typically mutters about not wanting to go out, not needing to go, and just wanting to stay home. I can't say as I blame her too much when the weather is as cold as it was Thursday. That's the day I took her out to the Hearing Center. Thankfully the trip was a success. Mom has new tubes on her devices and I am better tuned in to where the volume should be set. Her hearing aides still protest when she gets her hands up by them, but they are much tamer (and quieter) for the most part.
Tomorrow we will be heading out to the ophthalmologist. Mom still thinks she can see just fine (with level 4 cataracts), but since her appointment with her general practitioner, who offered reassuring words and encouragement regarding cataract surgery, she is a little more agreeable. I even got ahead of myself and picked up another new puzzle to do with her, and we've already started it. Puzzles are really the best activity for doing together and I am much looking forward to her renewed ability to see. Maybe I'll even put a bird feeder outside her window.