September 11, 2014

I awoke at around 5:00 am and prayed for the safety of this nation. Barb rescued me early and we drove out to Panera’s for breakfast. Was good to get away.

Later, I gave mom her new shoes. She wore the new sandals briefly yesterday. No problem. The more enclosed pair was a little troublesome. Might have to bring them back for more stretching. Today, everything hurt. She wanted, no demanded, her old shoes back. I told her they were gone, and indeed they are. I threw them away today and the garbage men did the rest. They were old and uneven. Need replacement a long time ago. I was mildly embarrassed when the chiropractor saw the bottoms of her shoes and recommended replacing them. So while I assured mom that new shoes were the doctor’s order of the day, she insisted that the doctor told her to wear her old shoes. Another bad day at Black Rock. Mom is like an Alabama tick: she won’t let go and demands her old shoes time and again. Not possible. She’ll have to live without them!