Visiting my mama at the aged home was consistently fun because mama longed to see us without fail.
Sadly, mama’s condition got worse with each visit because mama could not necessarily remember things, and it was distraught to think that my mama would 1 day forget who her kids are; But before it got to that, my siblings and I were determined to ensure he loved all the comfort the people I was with and I could get for her. Having lived for nearly a century, the people I was with and I were over the moon to still have mama with us. Sadly, he was sick and did not want to live with us, so he refused to stay with us and ensured that the people I was with and I would help her find a place in an elderly care facility. Either way, the people I was with and I chose the best for her. His first few weeks at home were just lovely, but this time around, mama was overheated and was generally uncomfortable. I thought maybe the drugs she was using were beginning to take a toll until I was getting really hot, as well. The room was too warm for comfort. I reached out to the attendant to turn up the air conditioner, but nothing changed. Something was not going right with the Heating and A/C, and the cooling program was not truly working. A quick stop by the office and I got an assurance that the a/c would be checked by the HVAC mechanic right away. I demanded a desk fan in the meantime to help keep the uneven temperatures in my mama’s room well regulated. I was hopeful mama would sleep better that night and be less antagonistic when next I visited since the device will have been fixed by then.