Happy Birthday Celebration!

This last weekend the Howard clan got together to celebrate Uncle T's and Marques' Birthday and what's a special occasion without some special stories?

Grandma did not disappoint. Two weeks ago the last time I saw them we had made a plan to have dinner to celebrate  these birthdays. This week we narrowed down the actual time and come Saturday Morning we had a conversation about the time yet again. Things seemed to be going well with grandma, she remembered what was happening and when it was happening. Great! I thought to myself.

So I set out on my day running errands before I had to head out to West LA. As I was sitting in the nail salon which is half way to grandma's house I get a phone call from her letting me know she wasn't feeling too well and wasn't up to going out. When I asked what was bothering her she said it was her stomach but couldn't really put a name to what exactly was bothering her. So I gently let her know I was already headed in her direction so we would just see how things were and maybe just have dinner at home. She agreed and  I went about my afternoon.

Once I finally arrived I found her sitting in the living room, I sat next to her and asked her again how she was feeling and she just said she was tired, and sore. Her "Stomach" seemed to be the least of her worries. She seemed a little insistent about not wanting to go to dinner but yet was very hungry and wanted us to bring her back something. I had to let her know it would be about 2 hours before we would be back so she might as well come with us if she wanted to eat. After a few minutes she managed to get herself together and we headed out the door.

Dinner itself was great! Lucilles was a great option and everyone was happy. After dinner as we were headed I thought to ask her again how she was feeling. She very calmly replied oh yeah I'm fine. So I asked how's your stomach? She said oh that's fine, why would you ask me that? I reminded her of what she had told me earlier, she then replies oh well that's just something I deal with and it's fine. I then reminded her how she had tried to cancel dinner because of this supposed stomach pain. She suddenly had no idea what I was talking about...

I am so puzzled by this situation with grandma... It seems that every time I bring it up with a doctor they just push it off or if I express concern with her she knows something is wrong but can't focus long enough to actually know how to handle it. And so the saga continues...