As I pulled into our regular handicapp spot mom said, “Julienne, can I come in with you?”
“Mom, do you want to eat inside McDonalds?”
“Yes, I feel good.
I’d like to try and eat inside like we used to.”
“Terrific!
Let’s do it!”
I brought mom her walker and as we walked into
McDonalds, mom had a big smile on her face.
Going into McDonalds and eating inside had to feel like ‘old times’ for mom
because I felt that way. Mom keeps
saying to me that she would like to feel the way she used to. Eating in McDonalds was a step in the right
direction.
Once in McDonalds, my priority was finding a close
comfortable seat near the restroom for mom.
Just as we were getting close to a booth mom said, “Julienne, I’m
shaking. I am losing control of my
hands. This is how I fell last time when
I was by myself.”
“Mom, I have you.
Take your time. You will be OK.”
Once mom sat down, she was fine again. Then I put her brakes on her walker and
pushed the walker up to her almost as a gate. I thought if she tried to stand
up while I was getting her order her walker would support her and keep her from
falling till I could reach her.
I kept looking back at mom while I ordered to make
sure she was OK. Then I went to fill our
water glasses with lids and straws; then I brought our glasses to the table
where mom was sitting.
Mom said, “Julienne, let’s go eat in the car.”
“Mom, the girl is setting up a tray for us to eat
here.”
“I don’t want to eat here!”
As mom started panicking as she tried to stand up
I said, “OK, mom, sit down for just a minute.
Let me have the girl bag our food so we could eat in the car.”
When I came back to mom, I put our drinks and bag
of food on mom’s walker and escorted her back to the car.
“I’m sorry, Julienne, I’m such a problem.”
Mom smiled. I unwrapped mom’s Double Cheeseburger,
set out our fries and made our make shift picnic on our laps and turned on the
music. Mom was happy.
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