Okaasan is back.
Back to the kitchen table for family meals.
Back to talking to us.
Back to giggling over silly things and shuffling thru her routines.
It is amazing how the voice and face changes. From Friday evening to now. So different.
Yesterday I bought gyoza, Chinese fried dumplings. They are one of Okaasan's fave foods - so much so that she doesn't need the ubiqutous bowl of white rice - cos she eats SO many dumplings. :-)
And so we sat at dinner, the three of us again. Talking about weather and cats, dumplings and noodles featured on a TV show.
All memory of Friday's events seemingly faded.
Until a care work arrives in our midst to talk about day center. Whenever that will happen.