Primary election day is here. I think this is the first election that I can remember that I didn't vote or do an absentee. It didn't even occur to me to do that this time. Oh well, in the fall you better believe I will go. Jack and Wilma are both working the election and will be in for a long day.
I know that you have all heard of "Meals on Wheels" but I bet you didn't know that Starbucks had a delivery service. Well for some people they do! My great friend Nila Means May (we have been friends since high school - gee that was only what 5 years ago - yeah sure! - delivered Mom and I Starbucks Vanilla Frapps yesterday morning on her way to work. My Mom may not like eating food much anymore, but she sure did devour hers in a hurry. Nila, you are a jewel and not just because of the Starbucks delivery! (She is also the lady who came to the hospital several times and had Mom laughing so and gave her "Manilla" the baby doll). I will never forget you for the way you have with my Mom and know just when to say the right thing.
Jeff, the Physical Therapist came yesterday. This was the first time we had seen him and he said that he would be seeing my Mom one day a week and Micah would see her the other day. I told him I had nothing against Micah and that she did a fine job but my Mom will not work or trust a woman like she will a man, so God Bless Him, he texted Micah and switched patients with her and he will now see Mom twice a week.
He was disappointed that he could not get Mom to cooperate much with him yesterday. I don't know if it was the pain pill I gave her prior to his arrival or if it is just the progression of the disease. He got her out of bed and into a wheelchair with my help but Mom did not help at all and mostly Jeff did all the work. I asked him for some leg exercises that I could work with her on when he is not here, so Mom and I will start those today.
The nurse aid called yesterday after 11 a.m. and wanted to come in the afternoon to give Mom her bath. I explained that she had already had her bath. I do that first thing every morning. Asked her to come today but she said she couldn't so the plan is for her to come Wednesday afternoon. I won't do a complete bath on the days she is coming and the RN told me I am to get away and go out on the deck and take some deep breaths and get away from the situation. You know me, I probably won't do that, want to make sure she isn't hurting MY MOM.
Well, maybe after I get to know her better. I know - I need to learn to TRUST.
Mom did eat a little better yesterday. Smashed up carrots were added to the menu. Bev Kramer's sister Sherry had the best idea, get jars of baby food - so when I get to the store will be getting some baby meat dishes with veggies. I am already giving her applesauce, um, maybe baby peaches might be good also. Bev is great, she comes over every evening and helps me pull Mom up in bed and get her ready for the night. I am such a blessed girl to have such wonderful family and friends surrounding me.
IMPORTANT FACT: My mom looked up at me when I gave her the nighttime pills last night and smiled and said, "I love you Vada". I was just paid a million time over for taking care of her. Wow, it was a great day.
My sugar took another tumble yesterday (57) just after the physical therapist was here. Today, I am starting eating something every 2 hrs, even if it is toast to maintain my blood sugar. I know I will be no good to Mom unless I'm in top form myself (yes, I have been listening to your
calls and emails). OK, a new me emerges today.
I bet you are sorry you signed up for this email and my ramblings, huh?
You don't know how therapeutic it is for me to share my day with you.
Feel free to tune me out at anytime.
Please help me by praying for all those I have mentioned in previous emails who are fighting a tough battle. Carol, Christie's sister is really on my mind and heart today. Also, my dear friend and sister in Christ, Lynda who is on a waiting list for an apartment in Beckley. Lynda took care of her sweet mother my herself for years until she passed away recently. I think that Prayer Warrior is my calling and is the only thing I can do at this point, as I can no longer go to church. Thank you again Jonna for the great devotional book. I feel each day that is was written just for me.
Love to you all. Vada
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