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 am trying to arrange to get ME some medical help....Mama has been covered pretty well. This morning we just have the CNA and then prayerfully the day will be free of intruders. Going to try to pull myself back together. I think the knowledge that my only "sitter" who could be here pretty much when needed is now a thing of the past. She will be unable to help for a long time..possibly never. She may never be able to drive again. If need be I will tell my brother I HAVE to have a day off and he can use vacation. I did let him know last night of the issues I am having with MY health and with Mama's additional issues and he told me let him know...so I will for sure....going to try to stop being wonder woman and admit I can't do it all........
I thought maybe you all might enjoy a little touching story to help balance out the bad or sad or frustrating day for you. I had a headache all day, got worse as the hours went by. To the point of squinting.
Anyway, I saw this video this morning in the news. I watched it and actually had tears in my eyes. Tears of happiness for the woman whose daughter has cancer.
Please google: bank automated thanking machine.
The Canadians did it again!!! Last xmas, one of their airlines did a great gifting for their passengers on that flight. I posted it here at that time. I was so filled with envy!
Right on cue: sound effects from mother's bathroom, I'm sitting two rooms away! Oh God I hope this isn't catching… Big hugs to you, get on the phone x
i cant direct traffic , and build an interstate bridge singlehandedly ..
aunt just went to nh . shes a fiesty , mind changing , spry little fall risk . she keeps em hopping and i mean 3 - 4 of them ..
dont kill yourself . we have human frailties and LIMITATIONS ..
aps has a hard job that requires hard calls and i believe in good communication . i want them to know where my thought process is at .
I agree about TV Captain, I think I have it on for the noise, but lately the noise is getting on my nerves...all the ridiculous, stupid programming they have now..and the fact they just keep creating more of the same thing means most folks are watching it...kind of scary to think we have that many folks out there who are so easily entertained....I live reality 24/7 why do I want to want to watch reality tv...I watch mostly the Discover Channel or Animal Planet...or the national network news...or turn it to the all music all the time channels....
I listen to the whole spiel because usually on these telemarketing ads at the end they will say "press 4 to be put on the 'do not call list'".
I am already on the do-not-call-list, been on there for years, recently updated the numbers. One day I got 3 of the very same identical spiel voice, but I can't lodge a complaint with the FCC because the caller ID's were from different numbers, or say they say.... [sigh]
havent had a tv in 8 yrs ..
my mother always told me youd meet the movers and shakers and glamor queens / kings on their way back down . in 80 years shed just seen it happen a lot . ive known two residential builders who had their name almost in lights a decade ago . one died at 45 , the other wiped out so hard he even lost his own home / collateral .. me and the old 51 chevy are still stump jumping on the low road .. hang in there ..
So I worked alot this morning. I have multiple tasks in a day. First, I take care of a house and dogs for people out of town. This is at 6:30 a.m. Finished and came home at 7:30 a.m. Mom is now up and I took care of pills, her shower, her clothes, her breakfast and her walk to the clubhouse (up the street) and exercise class.
Got to housecleaning job at 9:30 and started work. Slaved and worked til noon. Then went to take care of dogs again. Got home for lunch at 12:50.
Mom had apparently just napped and was eating her Meals on Wheels. We chatted for a bit. She talked about her napping, her teeth, my job, and misc things and asked 3 or 4 times what time it was. I told her. She always is stunned at the time of day when I tell her.
I fixed myself some lunch and then went in my room at 1:30pm. I did some work on my computer and then went in the kitchen to clean up my dishes. Talked chit chat with mom and then came back in my room. I got into my lounge clothes and lay on my bed, read my book a little and closed my eyes just for a little bit.
I awoke about 45 minutes later (so..it's about 2:45ish) and stretched and got on my computer again. At 3:10, I hear my cell phone ring and the called ID says it's Mom. I stare at it and wonder why the heck she is calling me in my room from the other room. She never hardly ever calls me on my phone unless I am out and she needs something. So I go out in the kitchen and find her sitting at the phone. I ask her, "Why the heck are you calling me"? She looks up at me with this kind of haughty, nasty look and says, "Well, I didn't know you were home".
Looloo all I can do now is go with the flow. When I went yesterday and insisted she had lunch and wheeled her to the table she was all smiles - a life long narc, she was the centre of attention dontcha know. She's been refusing lunch for ages but if I ran down there every day and made a big song and dance about it she'd go every day. She's always been one to do the helpless thing, use FOG for all it's worth, create chaos, and expect others to pick up the pieces and make everything wonderful for her, though it would never be good enough.
I shan't go back for some time as it so unhinges me. As I told her some time ago "Either put on some big girl panties and get on with it or lay in your bed and rot until you die - your choice". I suspect she'll continue to refuse food unless she's the centre of attention, which of course won't happen, She eats next to nothing and drinks little ... her choice. You can't save someone from themselves. I refuse to enable her.