I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
ff, If I remember correctly (God knows I freak out when I start forgetting things) you left your helmet in a store while looking for a trumpet for your moms ears? LOL!
I do have a small tiny whine.... Hospice House sent mom home without her having a BM in 3 days. I doubled her sennot and still nothing. Told the nurse that saw her yesterday I was not putting a suppository in. She went to do it but they didn't put them in her med bag. Hopefully she comes by today with them and does it. She said she would....
Operation reinforce fence was awesome!! Had both brothers and my young helper (pool boy) all working diligently on securing my fence. Got two papa murphys pizza's , ya know, love at 425 degree's to top it all off. Sigh. Most fun I've had in quite awhile. My carer Lisa and my SIL Lisa where even here.... mom was awake and in her chair, although she didn't know quite what was going on she gave everyone her shining toofless smiles. She enjoyed the day as well. Every one helped out while having a good time.
THIS IS THE WAY IT IS SUPPOSED TO BE!! DAMNIT!!
I am slowly feeling that chip on my shoulder close up....for now.
Hope honey, I'm with you.... right now everything I do is for my mother, making her comfortable and happy. There just isn't another way to.
I can accept that I am going to lose Mama. Sadly sooner rather than later but I have been "awake" to that reality for a LONG time. What I refuse to accept is allowing Mama to be in pain when there is some way of alleviating her pain...I consider a blood clot in her leg which has caused her let to double in size painful...I consider an abccessed tooth painful....Thankfully so did my Hospice provider and after calling them, THEY helped me do what I needed to do to do exactly that.
We all travel different roads. You all have been through journeys I cannot comprehend anymore than you can comprehend my path. We all have a common denominator and that has been what has kept me here.
You all have my prayers and I hope things go well for each of you. I'm going to be about the business of doing what I need to do for my Mama. While I know she cannot remain forever, and have, believe it or not, accepted that a LONG time ago, I plan on doing everything I can to make her passing as pain free and comfortable as possible. God speed all.
Freqflyer...I can relate to the hearing aid problem. My mom won't even hear of (no pun intended!) of getting a hearing aid. Those are for "old" people!! She's only 93! I feel sometimes drained just from yelling so she can hear me. I love it when she says "you don't have to yell" .
One major issue with her ears is that she won't let the nurses clean them to get the wax out... she gets a lot of discomfort with the first try of hot water in her ear and that ends the cleaning, she won't go any further.... [sigh]. Mom won't even let Dad put ear drops in her ears to help with the wax. I feel like a cat chasing its tail :P
Where is my helmet?
Mom really seems to enjoy these trips. And I am doing 3 things at once. getting mom out. exercising and walking both dogs! Win win!
I know how you feel Katie. I missed mom ever day. It felt strange not seeing her in her recliner. The biggest challenge is shutting of the guilt chatter in your head. Your mother is being well taken care of, you'll be able to be with your husband during his procedure and hopefully get some rest. There is nothing wrong with what you're doing, it's the right thing for everyone!!
Now I need to put a list together of what I might need help with around the house..... mwuahaha going to try and put those big boys to work!
ack I wish I could speak to same person to keep stories straight.
I am hoping that my Mom will feel better too, as I reluctantly agreed to send her for some physical therapy and recovery time at a nursing facility for just a few weeks .The hospital PT staff and doctors thought this would be beneficial to her. This is also so I can be there when my husband has his heart procedure as that hospital where this procedure is done is farther away .I really hated to do this but the facility looks way better than the one she was in for rehab last summer. It is much more organized and much quieter there and the staff seems very attentive. I still feel strange not having her here in the house and will be popping in there all the time to see how things are going. I plan to bring her right back home in a few weeks time. So many worries and questions, and she has so many health problems. I do feel guilt for doing this, but right now I think she needs the recovery where a nurse is there 24 hours, and even she wanted to make sure I could be there for my husband's procedure. She seems to like the place and the staff.
So why do I feel so empty...like there is something more I should be doing? I was on such an auto pilot, running in and out of her room with medications, bathing, food and snacks, etc. for months that I sometimes don't know what to do with myself these last several days she went to the hospital and now the rehab.
I am having trouble letting go and unwinding a bit, which I never thought would happen while I was taking care of her 24/7...
The ER Dr wanted to keep Mom overnight but she said "no way" she wanted to get home for the rabbit pie for dinner.
Hope you knew enough to put your coffee down before reading a post from me!
My oldest pup (18) had another major seizure today. He keeps bouncing back but I know....and it's fine.
Strapped my GF dog and my 2 dogs to moms wheelchair and took her for a ride in the gorgeous surroundings. She wasn't so happy, but inside I know she was.
Brothers are coming over tomorrow to visit.... eh? I told them I was reinforcing my fence and thank you for helping!
Ahhhhh........be still my heart. I am really happy mom is home. See? We miss them, we love them. We just do not like the situation.
Question; Where the h*ll is my mom and who is this imposter then sent home today? The lady they took last week was half dead, couldn't stand, barely wanted to eat... this lady here, has already downed an ensure plus a cup of water, a banana and a bowl of ravioli's, then demanded more juice. She told me she needed to go to the bathroom, so I put her in her transfer chair, what did she say to me?..."what the h*ll are you doing, trying to kill me"? Whoever this feisty ole bat is I'll keep her!! YAY! Mom's baaaaackkkkkk
dee, those honey lozenges are pretty tasty!