Sunday is Mother’s Day.
Mom is unclear about this, as she is with most dates and holidays. This past Tuesday evening, she called me. Keep in mind, as I relay this story, that mom is hard of hearing (we’re waiting approval for two new hearing aids) and she has a new phone as of two months ago – her well-intentioned daughter bought her in the hopes she would stop hanging up on her son because she couldn’t hear him.
Mom: “Mary? Did you just call me?’
Mom: “Well my phone rang once and when I picked it up, no one answered.”
(Most likely, mom couldn’t find the button to engage her caller.)
Me: “Oh, well it wasn’t me.”
Mom: “This phone doesn’t work right. I can’t call you.”
Me: “Mom, you called me now. Did you have someone call for you?”
Me: “Mom, have someone help you when you want to call.”
(The last two lines repeated several times.)
Mom: “But this phone is not right. Can you hear it? It’s ringing.”
Me: “Mom, it’s not ringing. You are talking to me. It can’t be ringing.”
Mom: “This phone doesn’t work right.”
Mom: “When are you coming to see me?”
Mom: “Why Sunday? Why aren’t you coming on Saturday?”
Me: “Because Sunday is Mother’s Day.”
I don’t remember what mom said. When a person has a severe hearing loss, they come up with very odd words and phrases. I tried to tell mom as slowly and loudly as I was able that Sunday was Mother’s Day – to no avail.
Me: “Mom, put the worker (aide) on the phone.”
Me (to the male aide): “Could you please explain to mom that I am coming on Sunday because it’s Mother’s Day.”
Male Aide: “Sure.”
And, then, I listened to the male aide talk to my mom.
Male Aide: “Your daughter is coming on Sunday.”
Male Aide: “Your daughter is coming on Sunday. It’s Mother’s Day. Mother’s Day!”
Mom: “It’s Columbus Day?”
At this point, I almost spit out the almond milk that was in my mouth.
Male Aide: “No, it’s Mother’s Day!”
I don’t know if mom understood what the male aide told her. I may get a phone call from mom today, asking why I’m not there.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!
I will bring you flowers tomorrow and we might go grab a bite to eat if the weather cooperates.
Mr. Columbus is not invited and I sure hope you get those hearing aids before Memorial Day.
I love you. xoxoxoxo