French Fries

Yesterday, I had the pleasure of spending some quality time with my mom. Her dementia is getting worse. She can no longer communicate with me. I have to constantly try to figure out what container she is referring too.  There are moments where I think she knows me but those moments are getting fewer and fewer.

We went on a country drive through Nova Scotia. It was a really hot day, with no air conditioning in our car, yet mom insisted on wearing her coat. I was sweating in a tank top so; I can’t imagine how warm she must of felt.  After our drive we went to one of her favorite spots to eat, A&W. Everything was going well until I ordered my own French fries.  This was apparently not how her and Dad ordered. She promptly took them from my hands and took my French fries back!!!!

This is funny in so many ways if you’ve ever eaten with me. I absolutely love French fries and I will share them with you but I am not a huge fan. Some would call me the French fry lady. :o) So, when mom insisted on returning my fries because it was not her routine it was a bit of like WHAT??? I reluctantly let her return them and smiled to myself.  I guess moms always know best!!! :o)

One Quiet Gals Journey xoxo

P.S. Go with the flow…look for the little things that make you smile.

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3 Responses to French Fries

  1. MrKnowBody says:

    It’s a strange thing dementia and temperature. My mom will have 7 layers on while the rest of us are boiling. Thanks for sharing about your mom


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