I only saw Mom briefly today from 12:30 to 1:15 pm.
I knew her private caregiver would come at 2 pm, so I took the day off. I took the Depends and other things I had bought, toileted her, talked to her briefly, and left her in her recliner with '40s music on.
What a relief that two days a week I still pay a caregiver to be with her for eight hours.
I left a note about her bladder infection and rushed off to my own 2 pm therapy appointment.