Anyway, about 3 weeks ago my brother and sister packed her and her walker up and took her to K-Mart. She bought herself a throw which looks like a puppy. She loves it. She talks to it. She takes it everywhere. A number of the other residents are a bit jealous, so she also uses it as a tool to piss them off. When they get angry she turns on her "pity poor me act." The staff at Graysonview know this, and they mollify.
This doesn't mean I don't love my Mom, I do, to a certain extent. I tell people that my Mom is nuts and they just look at me. And then I tell them the funny stories, not the dark ones. I try and visit her once week, and always take cookies, or brownies, or some sort of snack. My sister visits her a bit less frequently, and my brother manages to make it over about every 3 weeks or so. The damage was done a long time ago.