Mom's moving about more and more. She got up and opened the door in the living room (where I am sleeping) about 7:00 a.m. I awoke startled that I may have overslept. She says, "It's not 8:00, yet. Go back to sleep." I assume she opened the door for Popo, just in case he woke up and wanted to go out. The chill of the morning air made it difficult to go back to sleep. So another day began.
Today she has a list of things for me to do. Again, evidence that she is doing better and wants the house to be run as if she's running it. Today is Wednesday, so I'm watering plants, doing laundry, and washing the linens. I am also going to attempt to make homemade chicken soup, as the canned ones have too much sodium in it, and Mom requested it. Wish me luck! These days, it's easier to make everything from scratch because there's so much restrictions to Mom's low potassium, low sodium, low carb diet.
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