You know it's gonna be a bad day at the home when: someone walks up to the nurse's station on Mothers Day and asks what room Mama is in and Mama has been there six months.
You just know that Mama is going to need to go to the bathroom in less than three minutes, need something to eat, be cold (hot), look like she hasn't been bathed in three weeks, need pain meds, be constipated. Oh and did I forget Mama hasn't said a word without being questioned since she got there?