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Wednesday, 12 April 2017

A home away from home



In the summer of 2004 my friend Jamie Woof and I where

sitting on my front porch drinking whiskey and smoking a really

nice cigar. The weather had been warm. It had been a while

since Jamie and I had a chance to just kick back and shoot the

breeze with one another. Since we both graduated from high

school back in May of this year Jamie and I had barely had time

to talk to each other. Jamie got a job at our city Bank as a

teller and I ended up working with my dad over at the brick

factory, where there is little to no chance of moving up the

ladder, unless your sleeping with someone in the office.

There where a few clouds in the sky, but nothing that could

really get Jamie and I to move our little party inside. We sat

on the porch smoking our cigars and drinking whiskey that my

mom kept under the sink for many years. It had aged just enough

to give you a good head shake when you took your first couple

of sips. But once your taste buds got use to it the whiskey

went down as smooth as 20 year old glass of scotch.

, well my friend, I should be hitting the road, have to work

in the am, Jamie said.”

, since when was the bank open on a Sunday, I asked.”

, Since last month, I mean it's not as busy as a week day, but

a couple of people come in to do their banking, Jamie replied.”

, that's cool, I guess, I said.”

I got up and took Jamie's glass in to the kitchen. I poured

me another glass of whiskey while Jamie was on the porch trying

to re lite his cigar. I went to the bathroom while I was in the

house. I really didn't want to go back outside then have to

come back in again. While I was in the washroom I heard the

front door open then close again. I didn't give it much thought

I figured Jamie had opened the door to lite his cigar.

, Where the hell is my purse, my mom yelled.”

, I don't know mom. Did you take it up to your room with you,

I asked.”

, why would I take my purse to my room with me. I always leave

right here on the chair by the door, she said.”

, Look mom, I'am not going to do this with you right now while

Jamie is here. So in the mean time, why don't you go check your

room and see if your purse is there. If it's not there then

I'll help you look for it, sound good to you, I replied.”

I shook my head as I step out on to the front porch. Jamie

was standing on the bottom step just looking down the street. I

stood there for second just looking around to see if I could

find my moms purse that she climes Jamie stole from the chair

in the family room. There was sign of my mom's purse anywhere

that I could see and Jamie had everything that he came over

with.

, Dude I hate to ask you this, but by any chance did you see

my mom's purse anywhere when you came in the house, I asked.”

, really man, are you asking me what I think you are asking

me, Jamie replied.”

, No I would never accuse you of steeling anything, I was just

asking.”

Jamie stood there and flashed me a dirty look. Not only did

my mom just cost me a friend. Maybe one of the coolest friends

I ever hung around.

, I don't have to put up with this bull shit, I'am outta

here.”

I went back inside the house and went up to my moms room

where she was sitting on her bed going through her purse. I

stood in the doorway just watching her. She looked up at me

with a smile as if nothing was wrong. The only thing I could

think about at that time was how much I just wanted to take a

pillow and hold over her face, until she died.

, is something wrong honey, my mom asked.”

, depends, I replied.”

, Where's Jamie.”

, Jamie went home mom all because you had me accuse him of
steeling your purse, remember I replied.”

,I never asked you to accuse him of steeling my purse. I asked

to ask him if he had seen my purse, my mom said.”

Either way I remember what my mom had asked to ask my

friend Jamie. She never once asked to ask him if he had seen

her purse sitting on the chair in the family room. No she asked

me to accuse him of steeling her purse point blank right to his

face. I went to my room and closed the door behind me. I

reached over and picked up my phone and started dialing Jamie's

phone number.

I stopped myself before pressing the number 9 and hung up

my phone quickly. I wasn't what I was going to say. So I wrote

it all out the back of our plans that we had made to rob the

bank. I picked up the phone once again and started dialing

Jamie's number again. The phone rang several times before Jamie

answered.

, Jamie look I just wanted you to know that I never met to

accuse you of steeling my mom's purse, I said.”

, It's cool, anything else you want to tell me, asked Jamie.”

, no that was about it. Although I have another question I

would like to ask you, I replied.”

, okay go ahead, Jamie said.”

, I just wanted to know if we were still friends or not, I

asked in fear.”

, what kind of a stupid question is that, Jamie replied.”

, I don't know. It's just the way you walked off earlier made

me think that we might not be friends after what I accused you

of doing.”

, look dude everything is cool between us. No harm no foul

okay so lets just drop it and forget about it.”

Jamie and I hung up after talking on the phone for over an

hour and a half. I felt good about our little talk that we had.

I was glad I still had a friend after my mom had accused him of

steeling her purse from the family room chair. I started

surfing the net looking for a place where I could put my mom so

she could get the help that she needed. I love my mom and

everything but I can't provide her with the kind of care that

she needs like some of the old age homes can give her.

I wrote down 5 phone numbers of place's that looked really

nice and that my mom might want to go and have a tour of. I

knew what my mom would say if I told her I was thinking about

putting her in a home that she would stop her games. However I

know from the last time I tried putting in to a home she told

me the same thing and she never did stop her mind games.
*
I woke up and hoped in the shower before heading down

stair's to start making breakfast. While I was in the shower

all that I could smell was bacon cooking. At first I thought it

might be coming from next store, and then I heard mom call up

the stairs to let me know she had made breakfast. I have to

admit that I was a bit scared of the thought my mom cooking

breakfast with her advance stages of Alzheimer's.

I quickly got dressed and ran down stairs. I walked in to

the kitchen, there sitting on the table was a plate with 2 eggs

and 4 pieces of bacon and toast and a glass of orange juice.

, mom this looks really good, I said.”

, thank you Alex, my mom replied.”

, Umm mom I'am Tony, I said.”

, what ever you say Alex. Just eat your food dear, mom said.”

, mom that was really good.”

I went back up to my room to make a few phone calls to

several different place's to find out how long their waiting

list's were. One place told me that their waiting list was only

3 months long and another place told me that my mom could move

in as soon as the weekend. I arrange for a couple tour's so my

mom and I could go check these place's out. All I really cared

about was that my mom got the proper treatment she needed.

I came back down stiair's and my mom was sitting on the

couch reading a book while the kitchen sink was over flowing. I

quickly turned the taps off and went in to the living room

where my mom was sitting reading her book.

, hey Ma, I said.”

, who are you, she replied.”

, I'am Tony your son remember me from just a few minutes ago.”

, are you here to see my daughter, my mom said.”

, mom you don't have daughter, I said.”

One of the hardest thing's for me was seeing my mom in this

condition. At one point my mom was consitered to be one of the

smartest people in our city. But now she's just a shadow of her

former self. By far this was one of her worst days she has had

in a long time. Luckly for me these kinds of days have been far

and few in between.

, Hay mom let's go for a little car ride, I said.”

, Okay dear. Do you think you can drop me off at my daughter's

house, my mom said.”

If I didn't know any better, I would say that looking after

my mom and everything that I have had to go through, has lead

me to want to rob a bank even more then ever. So you might be

asking your self what has been keeping from doing it then. Well

for starters my mom's Alzheimer's. Secondly Jamie and I don't

have the slightest clue of how to exacly rob the bank.

I ran up stairs and grabbed my keys and my wallet while my

mom was looking for her purse which I had placed on the chair

in the family room.

, mom I'am just going to make a quick phone call, then we will

be on our way, I said.”

, Hello, Jamie answered.”

, dude it's Tony, let's put our plan in to action tomorrow

morning, I said.”

, Are you crazy man, what about your mom, Jamie asked.”

, don't worry about her, she'll be in a home by the end of

the day.”

I walked back in to the hallway where mom was waiting for

me to unlock the front door. My mom always thought that I was

being way over protective when it came to making sure she

couldn't leave the house with out me. I had a double key lock

put in after mom wandered off while I was at work.

, okay let me just unlcok the door and we will be on our way.”

, alright, my mom said.”

, Oh no someone stole all my money Tony.”

, mom nobody stole your money. I have your cash in my wallet,

I replied.”

, why did you steel my money for. Your a bad man, mom said.”

I could hardly wait until I could leave my mom at one of

the two homes we were going to take a look at. The one home was

willing to take mom of my hand's as long I was willing to pay

the admitance fee to have her stay there. Believe me I was

really thinking about just paying that fee over the phone.

, where are we going sir, mom asked.”

, we are going to take a look at a few different place's mom.”

, Are we you moving out on me sir, mom asked.”

, no mom I'am not moving out, just going to have a look at a

few place's, I said.”

That afternoon My mom and I checked out a bunch of

different place's. All had something to offer my mom, like

bingo and and other activities. The one place that really stuck

out in my mind was RiverDale nursing home who had one of the

best ratings for dealing with people who had advance

alzheimer's. Through out our visits my mom would flip back and

fourth between calling me Alex and asking if I was going to

take her to visit her daughter at some point.

I sent my mom with one of the nurse's so she could see

what a room would look like. The room that I was planing on

getting mom was like a little apartment it had a small kitchen

and a bathroom and a bedroom.

, I'll take it, my mom said in a heart beat.”

The nurse and my mom returned a few minutes later.

, Alex pay the nice lady for the room at the end of the

hallway, my mom said.”

, okay mom, but once I pay for your mom there is no changing

your mind this time, I replied.”

, Alex just pay the lady, and get out of hair, my mom said

with a tone.”

, how much was that room again, I asked.”

, give me one second, I'll just look that up for you, said the

nurse.”

, Mom while the nurse look's up what your room is going to

cost a month, I'm going to go take a look at your room, I

said.”

, Okay Tony, mom replied.”

The room that mom had picked out was vary nice and had a

lot of space. It almost looked like our living room back at 

the house. The bedroom was a little small but you could still 

fit a queen size bed in there along with a dresser. One of the

nurse's walked in to the room while I was looking around and

told me that the room would coast mom around $1,300 dollars a

mouth.

I headed back up to the admissions desk to pay mom's first

and last months rent for her room.

, And that's going to be on your creadit card, asked the

nurse.”

, Excuse me miss, when can I move in, asked my mom.”

, well you can move in today or you can move in on the weekend

, replied the nurse.”

Mom moved in the same day I had paid for her first and last

months rent. Spent most of the day with her as she unpacked 

her belongings and put thing's away. After mom was all 

unpacked treated her out to dinner in the dinning room 

which was on the  next floor. After dinner I walked my mom 

back to her room, then started getting my self ready to 

leave. never thought it would be this hard.

, okay mom I'm going to take off, you have a good night, I

said fighting back tears.”

, okay Tony. Will I see you tomorrow.”

, no mom I have somethings I wanna do tomorrow.”

, ok you take care of your self Alex, bye bye now.”

, alright mom bye.”
*
Jamie and I head over to the bank and we sat in the parking

lot with all of our stuff that we were going to use to rob the

bank. Jamie looked at me and I looked back him like we each

knew the other didn't want to go through with the plan.

, Dude you don't want to go through with this do you, asked

Jamie.”

, not really. How about yourself, I asked.”

, nope, not really up for robbing a bank today, Jamie

replied.”

I backed the car up out of the banks parking lot, and drove

off down the street to where mom was now living. Jamie and I

went inside and paid mom a visit. Jamie and I never revisited

our plan to rob the bank.
*
3 years after mom moved in to the nursing home, she had

sucome to her battle with Alzheimer's. Mom died quitly in her

sleep the night before. I later burried mom with dad as she

requested in her will. Not long after I moved out of moms 

house. I'm now the exacutive bank manager of the same bank 

Jamie and I once thought about robbing.