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SAME STORY DIFFERENT DAY

Routnie.  Mom loves routine. In the recent weeks I have found that routine is a big part of her life.  Not only is routine apparent in her daily interactions. At this point I make contact with her daily to check in and check in on her day. The conversation is the same everyday.  Today I went to ..., then I ate, after that I had a.   Then we hang up.   There is no two way communication and it is hard to converse about others.   Mom is in her own world.  Each week I know exactly what the week looks like as she does the same thing each week. The routine is predictable, and going off the routine is very difficult for her. She goes to church on certain days, laundry on different days, and appointments on other days.  In these moments I am thankful that she has independence and has the ability to do things on her own. I know this is something that I will miss in the years to come. 

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