Today was a rough day for Mom. She was very agitated, emotional and paranoid. That's not a great combination. For either of us.
Here is a brief portion of the conversation we had while sitting in McDonald's inside Walmart today:
Me: Are you finished eating?
Mom: Why so you can get rid of me?
Me: No. We just need to get some food at the store.
Mom: I'm not going with you. (She starts gesturing for strangers to help her.)
Me: Mom, please don't wave at them.
Mom: They know me and they'll help me get away.
Me: I thought you wanted to stay with me.
Mom: I do. Don't leave me here.
Me: I won't. I want you to come with me.
Mom: Where? I don't want to go with you.
Me: I thought you wanted to be with me.
Mom: I do. But I'm not going with you.
Me: Okay. Where do you want to go?
Mom: I just told you!
Me: Can you show me?
Mom: NO! I'm not going anywhere with you. I want to be with you.
Me. Okay. We can stay here for awhile.
Mom: Why so that you can dump me again? Every time we come here you do this!
Me: I'm going to dump this trash and then leave. You can come if you want to.
Mom: Okay. But, I'm keeping my drink.
The interesting part of this conversation was that although we were attracting attention, I didn't let it or her get to me. The woman 2 tables over was very judgmental in her glares. I smiled and did what I had to do. We did our shopping, checked out and made it to the car. There in my car, I fell apart just a little bit. But, it wasn't a meltdown, so I'm calling that progress.