It was hard to strip her apartment, which she has called home for 16 years.
But we did it.
And now, tonight she is in her new digs.
She won't know where everything is for a few days and I imagine she'll be disoriented. But she'll settle, I hope.
When I left her this evening a med tech was giving her her evening medications and was calling her honey. I felt reassured and relieved that we have done the right thing.
And now it's time to pack.
Ben and I leave Sunday for Nova Scotia and New England. We'll be gone 13 days including travel time. Stan arrives next Friday to be with mom for a week while we're gone. He's on call while I'm gone and that gives me peace for our departure.