On the Road Again

I got home a few hours ago and I can already tell it's going to be a long week. My grandmother and I are doing fine, but I feel so sorry for Auntie Jean. She can't remember from one minute to the next what she says to me. She's asked me probably 50 times the same few questions already. But I have to remember to not take it personally because it's not her, it's her disease. I'll be here until Thursday morning at which time I leave for Troy, Michigan.

I'm doing my best to eat well. I had a turkey sandwich at the airport instead of the sausage, egg and cheese that I really wanted to eat. When I arrived in Cleveland my family had Popeye's fried chicken, so I had Panera half soup and half sandwich. I ate a chipotle chicken 1/2 sandwich (my splurge) and 1/2 cup of vegetable soup. After realizing that I couldn't continue to eat this way I went to the grocery store with my grandmother and we bought some of my snacking staples plus a salad, which I can make chicken with and have a meal.

One person always has to be at the house, so we can't all go out together. I hope we do get to go to our traditional Hunan on Coventry for dinner. A few weeks ago Ma said we could go, but I don't think she feels the same way now so we might have to get take-out instead, which is OK.

I can't wait to give my grandmother her sweater. I think she'll really like it. My brother doesn't like anything, so we'll see if he likes his gift...