Fiddle Quilt

Two days ago we went to see mom again.

I just couldnt fend off the tug.

Brought a "fiddle quilt" for the place.

Made it out of fleece and some ribbon with beads, a toy,

and some colorful large buttons.

I made it small enough to fit on the tray they put infront

of a resident's wheelchair.

When we arrived she was looking intently at a magazine and exclaimed

her eyes were bad. She didnt have her glasses on. They were behind the desk.

So she couldnt hear or read, great.

I mean the place is high-class and beautiful so I cannot complain, and

she is happy .

When the nurse told me her hearing aids were ' missing' last week

I told her to put the box with the batteries they had been in into her closet. 

This time when we were there an aid came in with her hearing aids - !

She said that mom was digging in her ear so they didnt put them in.

I told her to clean moms ears and I gave her the box to put the aids 

back into- she had never seen the box before.

Then I got out mom's cd player and put on Neil Diamond and she sang

and danced. Yes it was loud, but she was happy. 

I will have to tell them once again to have her legs looked at,

they are swollen.

Here is the fiddle quilt (or pad )