My mom has dementia. She’s 85 years old. Two weeks ago we moved her from her little house in the country to a senior living apartment complex three miles down the road from us. Her technology acumen is non-existent nowadays. I setup her TV in her new apartment with a powered antenna so she can watch local stations.
She’s old school. She has her days to do what she wishes. Elise and I work. The kids go to school and work. We see her every day now, but she’s still left to her own devices. Today I guess she decided to start writing down what TV stations she has available.
I checked channel 24-4. It’s definitely not that. I laughed when I caught her TV guide. I didn’t ask her about it. I have to maintain a sense of humor during this chapter.