Today, my mother and I visited my 100 year old grandmother at the nursing home. Of course, this was difficult because of my contamination issues. I hate touching anything there. My grandma's fingernails were very dirty, and to be honest, this really grosses me out. Basically, I just used one hand to touch everything and I used the other hand to hold my wallet. I'm sure I looked goofy.
Though she no longer knows us because of her Alzheimer's Disease, when my "memere" saw me, her eyes got big and sparkly. She speaks very little now, but it is amazing what you can tell when you look at her face. Today was one of the days when she was more alert, and we were able to read a whole host of emotions on her face. It was hard, but I let her hold my hand because she seemed to want to do it so badly. While holding my hand, she kept caressing it and examining it. I know she didn't know exactly who I was, but both my mother and I agreed that she seemed to know I was someone she loved. The best part was when my mom showed her an old picture of me and she kissed it.
I did wash my hands in the bathroom before we left the nursing home. The funniest part of this visit was when my mom offered to turn on the water faucet for me so I wouldn't have to touch it myself. I had to remind my mom that that would have been enabling!! This is funny because my mother has been one of my stronger non-enablers throughout my recovery. Oh well, I guess I can allow her a slip up now and then. Ha ha.