Yesterday mom did not want to get out of bed. She was weak on her right side and could not walk. She was a little better after her nap. The aide, Meme, came to bathe her at 2:00. Meme is 22 and came here from from a small village in Tibet six years ago. She had never been to school and did not speak English when she was placed in high school here. I told mom she needed to be strong and cooperate because Meme couldn't weigh more than ninety pounds. She said every time she meets a new client they are sure she cannot help them because she is so tiny. But she did a great job and really liked mom. She said most of her clients are crabby. Mom knows how to turn on the charm when anyone comes to help.

Today mom couldn't wait to get out of bed. On bad days I have her stand and immediately sit in her wheelchair. Today she walked to the breakfast table and then to and from the bathroom with her walker and very little support from me. Her days are so routine that it's difficult to figure out why she is strong some days and not others. I think I will leave her to rest on days when she does not want to get out of bed. It might be something as simple as the amount of sleep she's getting.

The occupational therapist comes today and the speech therapist comes next week. Mom was very aware of her aphasia today. She laughed when her words didn't come out right, and kept repeating how silly it was. She said "earlier we were talking and talking and then it all just stopped." She asked if it would get better and I reminded her that she's had three seizures and quickly snapped out of the other two.