Since I can't go visit her, I just had my weekly phone call with my Mom. Other than her weekly gripe about "how much she hates it there", and "how she'd rather be dead that spend another day in this jail", she is actually doing pretty well. Doctor checked her out and lungs and everything are fine. She has stopped asking about "going home", just tells me how bad the Assisted Living Facility is. She no longer mentions getting phone or computer, and the Facility Director said she hasn't mentioned her scammer boyfriend in a long time. The Director thinks the meds have relieved her anxiety and delusions of "Freddie", and that she is adjusting to her living situation, although Mom would never let me know that.
Just letting all those who, like me a few months ago, are stressed and feeling guilty about putting your LO in a Facility. They do adjust and things do get better!
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I sometimes think that this lockdown business was a blessing in disguise. In a strange way, I think that Mom has been able to do better without my being around, and she basically knows she has no choice but to adapt. My presence during the first 10 days of her confinement was probably too much of a reminder of the life she left behind at my house.