From one extreme to the other

A trip to the doctor and taking care of other stuff kept me from stopping by my mom's today.  I called twice though and they're really starting to know me and have their reports ready when I call - that's good.  I missed her today.  I'll visit her tomorrow and take her roommate the sugar she requested.  We'll call her Senora C - she is from Cuba and she's 101.  She reminds me of this every time I see her by asking (en Espanol of course): "How old do you think I am?"  I guess 86 every time and she says: "No, you're way too low...I'm 101!"  Very cute.  She sleeps a lot but she's definitely happy when she sees me (or Jaz and me walk in the door).  I learned that her family does not visit her.  What is this like?  She always asks me when we're coming back - poor lady.  She spends all of her time between her room and the hallway - she walks up and down with her walker.  Sometimes she sits in front of the reception desk and just watches people go by.  She never goes outside. She doesn't seem to have dementia - she's just much older.  She's definitely alert enough to remember when i didn't bring her the envelopes she asked me for one Sunday.  When I returned on Monday without them she made sure I knew that she was expecting them.  Needless to say I made sure I got to the store the next day!   I hug and kiss her anyway - even if I think she's mad at me.  :)
On another note - Jasmine and I met Theodore, my dear friend Michelle's second baby boy.  What a dream he is!!  Jaz loved him and was so happy to hold him.  She kept kissing him and telling Frederick to "keep it down, the baby has to nap!"  Michelle looks beautiful and she is the perfect natural Mami.  What a dream to hold a newborn.  Wow...  :)