Mom is already (after only 2 days in rehab)
trying to predict when she can come home.
She has determined that next weekend should be good.
Still wheel chair bound, she seems totally blind to her physical limitations
and the challenge this home presents to someone in a wheel chair.
Suggestions and reminders that her stay will be longer
seem to fall in deaf ears.
I am bracing myself for the depression, the anger, the disappointment.
Even though she is not in my home now,
she fills my brain with worry.
This will be a very difficult period.