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.
I hate to say this but all I can picture is someone sitting in one of those lift chairs and being propelled across the room. My mother would have ended up on the floor :) She has never been able to even sit in a recliner even when she was younger. For some reason, she never could operate the lever. It drove my father crazy.
Anyway, hope your mom and you are happy with the new chair!
Seriously?
Freq Flyer - I'm late to the party here, but ONLINE SHOPPING....ONLINE SHOPPING. Sears online will have all the old stuff your mom remembers. And they'll have the colors, etc.
Socks: My mom needed socks without elastics (when she was doing well). I bought Buster Brown Cotton Socks, no elastics, at Amazon. I know...Amazon...anyway, there they were.
Now her legs are so swollen from sitting in that darn wheelchair I don't think anything will get them back to where they were before she fell. I know they're not knee socks, but just in case anyone needs non elasticized socks, they're pretty good.
Pants: Don't even start me on that one. I bought some petit 'slacks' for my mom at Walmart of all places and I thought, yay, I've got her fall shopping done. Picked out the dark brown, beige, and green colors. Got them home and they were too long! Yet they said Petit! I'm seeing that one person said these can run anywhere from 27 inches to 30 inches...gees, wish I had known that.
Why the cheap pants: Because of the mess I knew was going to go on them.
The 'flu' has hit the rehab center. The main dining room, plus the tropical music has been cancelled along with God Forbid BINGO. My mother was really angry at me today when I visited and told me so much. When I told her it was because of the 'flu' she said, Well, nobody told me....her girlfriend (yes, she has a friend) told her that yes, they had...didn't you hear?" And that turned into another topic of discussion. Meanwhile, I'm trying to get info from the RN there and having the same old argument of "Well, I have to get permission from Administration" to which I told her, Well, no, you don't. It should be right there in that huge tome you've created with permission. Then one of the people piped up, Well, it's not. To which I asked, Did you look? Then I got the social worker who came down and literally found it herself.
So much for today. Just because they're in rehab/SNL means it gets better at home, but when you're visiting, the stress comes back and at some point you just have to leave it all in the facility.
Windows Ten?
i just wanted to make her laugh but ill settle for giving her something to tell her great great grandkids about .
i took crack - y home after work yesterday and after dropping her by multiple places to take care of business , on the last stop she came out carrying a 13 inch tv set . when she tried to put the antiquated sob in the back of the truck her young daughter asked her if she should ask for my help . crack - y said she shouldnt HAVE to ask . i dont do sarcasm or shaming into submission well . instead of picking her up from work today i left her with instructions to call someone who gives a fk . i had a ct scan at the va today . went to the trouble to arrange some work for crack - y but it seems that aint enough . evidently i owe her something in addition to good wages .
this is the old hospice aid who i repaired her car twice in trade for some respite time with mom but both times i asked she was too busy to accomodate me . if your going to screw over a guy dont screw over a guy with royal blue fingernails . that cat aint very manageable and he holds a grudge where fair trading is concerned .
I am so tired....It is hard waking up in the middle of the night from strange dreams to realize I am living an even stranger one. Maybe in time I will get used to all this as my Mom has been bedridden in our home now for just 3 months. Finding this site and realizing that I am not alone has helped me cope.One day at a time. Bless all of You for what you do.
Told you there's not enough room. I have tp leave thw house to get space....she doesn't think my bedroom should be ofd limits to her....wants to know what I'm hiding. Reasoning doesn't work. She doesn't care. Bottom line. Wow... sorry.....