
Replacing the much lamented 'On My Mind' profile option, this thread is for musings, jottings, whimsies, preoccupations and the rest of the thesaurus for anyone to jot down anything they please.
I can't remember what the maximum character count was before, can anyone else? But anyway it wasn't very many so let's keep to that.
Enjoy your candy~
The bed sore has nearly disappeared. We got Neosporin and a bandaid on it every day for the past week. There hasn't been any sort of bleeding for a few days.
Thanks for praying for her.
Decubitus sores progress fast. Call Mom's PCP. Get an immediate remote appointment. Show doctor the decubitus sore (use your phone live). Doctor can prescribe an RN wound care specialist to come to the house and treat the sore.
Also, Mom needs to be repositioned in bed every 2 hours.
If she does not already have a bed that has the mattress that prevent bedsores get one asap. You can rent one from your home healthcare supply house.
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Don’t quit.
Somebody is praying for you and you will make it through this.
God is on your side.
It's been an odd grieving experience as I didn't really have a relationship
with my brother.
We didn't have a celebration of life or funeral. Seems almost hypocritical to do so when there was little or no contact for most of us in the family and my brother.
So no closure either. Not yet anyway. Do we ever really get closure? I don't know.
Ali, so proud of you and your great grades. You are so smart and endured a lot while you studied. Good for you for persevering.
We are all proud of you.
Sorry for the loss of your brother. 💐
She thinks it could be the result of her pivoting when I swing her legs off the bed, but if that was it, this would've occurred a long time ago. The spot didn't look bad. Based on what's online, it looked more like a stage 2 bedsore than stage 4.
Now - what's next??? lol
Anyway, I just finished this monster of a final exam. Four hours, 175 questions. The professor said the highest score she's ever seen in her students was 86%. She said that so we had realistic expectations of our performance on this tough exam. But... I got a 90%!!! 😁😁😁
So I'm all done with my MS degree, and I'm just taking a moment to soak it all in. Thank you so much to all the nice people around here who kept me sane, kept me company, through the toughest times in my life. Thanks for being happy for my success in school, too. I so appreciate you. 💜
Love that quote by Julian of Norwich.
I am so sorry about your brother.
Please do not feel guilty. How would you understand as a child brother’s mental state.?
Of course you were afraid of him and stayed away.
I know many who lived in East Vancouver, one co-worker was found there as well. Not many survive that scenario.
Your brother was lucky to escape it and get some decent place.
Your brother was sick and he was also a person you needed to protect your mother from. Two things can be true. It is hard to separate the disease from the person and to know what separates helping someone from enabling them.
It's still a hard loss no matter what and I hope you have a good support system and are being kind to yourself.
Burntcaregiver, all that you say is very true. I probably have less to feel guilty about than I think. It's hard though sometimes to separate the disease from the person isn't it? When I was young I forgot sometimes that my brother was sick and just thought of him as someone I needed to protect my mother from.
It's a blessing that he is now free of his illness.
My condolences to you and your family on the loss of your brother, but you have zero reason to feel guilty about anything because you did nothing wrong.
At the end of your brother's life you saw a man ravaged and destroyed by cancer. You felt pity and sadness for him as you should. As any person with compassion and humanity would.
Your brother was also a violent, schitzophenic drug addict who was abusive to your mother who you loved and tried to protect. Anyone would avoid such a person and shun them out of fear for their own safety.
No doubt your brother put you and your family through years of strife and pain. You loved him as a brother and pitied him. You also feared and dreaded him. All of these things can be true at the same time and will cause some very complicated feelings when a person like this passes. You need time and peace to do this. Please don't add guilt to those feelings when you've done nothing to feel guilty about.
My sibling was an addict. My first husband was an alcoholic. Both of them lost their lives to addiction. So, I totally get where you're coming from. When the people who love an addict or alcoholic stop enabling that person, and a tragedy or death happens they will often blame and punish themselves for it when none of it is their fault.
You did not make your brother a violent, drug-addicted schitzophrenic. You did not choose how he lived his life, and you did not give him cancer.