That major signs post to my mother being an alcoholic.
I drove over to pay the woman who stayed those two nights with her, then drove up to mom’s to check the mail. The manager followed me up and we had a long talk, probably over an hour. I found out some interesting things about my mother, but this knowledge went quite a way in explaining why she’s been acting the way she’s been acting.
I did call the care center and let them know what I’d found out.
As for me, this changes a lot. Now, I’m not feeling so sorry for her being in that place. I don’t feel guilty at all right now. I did, you know, thinking my poor mom in that place alone without her cats. That’s gone. Kaput. She’s where she needs to be.
I don’t think she’s admitted to anyone yet, that she drank as much as she did. But right now, I feel more strongly that she’ll be able to go home. And that we’ll do whatever we can to keep her dry.
In the time between now and then, I think we’ll be able to come up with some pretty compelling reasons for her not to drink.
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