Tag Teaming

I've decided it is the worst when I've been tag teamed.

Mom's neighbor, Steve, called me this morning to tell me that one of the other neighbors, Gene, had passed away this morning. Steve wondered if I thought it would be okay to go tell Mom. I knew Mom would want to know. So Steve went to tell her. Mom called me and was so saddened. Gene is the neighbor that she really felt she could rely on. We talked for quite awhile about Gene and his wife. I told her that I thought we would try to go by the funeral home tomorrow. She agreed and asked me to send flowers. I told Trent about Gene. I think it took him awhile to place who I was talking about but with some reminding, he said he remembered and how Mom would really miss having him across the street.

Tonight at 6:00 p.m. I tell Trent that I'm headed to Mom's to fill the med minder. I go to Mom's, fill her pill dispenser and visit a bit. As I go to leave, I tell Mom I'll pick her up to go to the funeral home for the viewing tomorrow. She asked, 'What for?' When I explained that it was to see Gene, she said that no one had told her and when did it happen, etc.

When I got back home, Trent said the med minder system had called and that I needed to go fill Mom's dispenser. I said that is where I'd been and he said, 'I wish you'd tell me where you are going.' Then I mentioned how Mom reacted to Gene's death and Trent wanted to know who Gene was.

Yep, it is the tag teaming that really gets to me. And some people wonder why I'm still working? As I've said before, it is much like being mute. I think I'm talking but nobody remembers what I've said.