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gypsy, if this is not in your job description , then let them know you will let your employer know they need extra help. Your situation is not like ours, so you really do not have to do that unless it was stated you would help with these things as needed when you first started working for them. If you do not work for an agency, then contact a family member and let them know extra help is needed. Let us know this works out for you..
That IS the plan! I love dominoes, chickens and cows, and the rattlesnakes will come in handy if the thief does show up!
And seriously, we all DO need to plan for our futures, it so easy to put that aside and be in the 'Now" with the folks we care for, but there really is no need for us to sacrifice any more than is neccesary,
A girl has her secrets ya know HB...lol The biggest problem facing me this morning will be when col wakes up and insists she changed her undies.....ack ack ack ack......she will first try to hide it by pulling her jammie bottoms down and sitting on the toilet with diaper still in place....then I have to pull her up while explaining the undies won't come down if you're sitting on them, then I have to make sure the piles of toilet paper stuffed in the back don't fall all over the floor and become snacks for the dog, and all the while she is rolling the front of the diaper because somehow she still thinks she can hide the sopping mess from me and I am bent over trying to get the whole mess off her feet and then the stench hits me and with my bad back I can't move fast enough for that "urine cloud" to hit me smack in the face...I'm getting very good at holding my breath....sometimes she looks at me and says "do you have a cold? Your nose is running"..... Today is Wal-Mart day...can't put it off any longer and hubby says I need to buy brown mascara for col to keep her happy. Oh I will buy it and once he sees how she smears and smears and smears it on to get it dark he will put a stop to it...I give it a week before bacteria will infect this tube also....when her eyes swell and get red and watery, that's it.....NO MORE!!!! She has dr appt Thursday so if her eyes are messed up by then, he can treat her and tell her to quit wearing the damn stuff! Think she'll listen? Going to take her off Zyprexa and Aricept.....she doesn't hallucinate and I have not seen any improvement in memory, in fact I think it's worse, which is probably just due to the aging process, so will be going with anti-anxiety Ativan or maybe even Valium. She just needs to mellow out and quit harping on certain things constantly. She seems better on Cymbalta than she did on Prozac (which I hate by the way). She doesn't sit and cry and moan about her deceased daughter and how her world has ended like she used to.
Time for more coffee then off into the wonderful world of the Walton Empire!!!!!!!
Love and Hugz to you all......and wishing you a peaceful day!
Morning Terd, SSk, Ladeeda, et al MIZ? you here, too? HB must be in the bathroom with Granny. Well, you all are so full of it, i don't think I can stand it on a Sunday morning. Ted, You gonna be a Long, Tall, Texan Terd. No banana in your pocket, just long, tall Terd. Whew. I mean, wow. You gonna need some shit-kickin boots and a big silver belt buckle carved with AJ's lips and a banana in Black Hills Gold. Metamucil, Senecot, Milk of Magnesia when you're stuck and don't know which end is up, Terd. For Diarrhea of the Mouth, take a banana. Yes, it works. If a caregiver told me she would cook but not take my Mother to the bathroom, I would tell her, "Thank you for applying for the "JOB", and have a nice day." It IS a job, and then the person you care for becomes someone you get attached to, and can't wait to be awakened by at 2, 4, 4:15, and 5 am. JK Mother has been great this week until the weekend caregiver turned her down one too many times. Spoiled her record for the week of adjusting to the changes with a good attitude: even though the house was torn up, she was moved upstairs, and we worried she might actually get out of her rocker and make it to the top of the stairs. Had to move her back down into the war zone. Have a good day everyone. I am still recovering from slab leak stress, contractor bs, and weekend caregiver hunting and have not much energy to spare. No nervous energy for running off at the mouth--otherwise known as "Diarrhea of the..." Love you ALL Hugs, Christina
Well hell YA'LL, get your asses on down to Texas. Terd is right, there is enough room for all of us. Just a caravan of blank stares, twitchy neck movements, some muttering, and kleenex flying out the windows, and that would be the caregivers...Then the old ones if any are left. We could let them wander around in the pastures, poop where they wanted to, and scream and holler and moan until thier little eyes popped out. Campfires, baked beans and all the beef ya can eat, banana splits until we puke. Get ya'll's spurs on and get on the road now. It will take most of your trip, regardless of where you are coming from, just to get across Texas. We;ll have a good ole time. And don't worry about the butter knives we have plenty.....
Wow I leave for a few hours and everything takes a schitt slide LOL. There is a Terd at the wheel...Ted...you are such a sweetheart I am having a hard time associating you with what that name calls up in my mind.
Miz: Yeah you posted for me about the hand to mouth pooh. Yummy little cadbury's..nom nom nom. ********************************************************************* I spent some time off with hubby yesterday. He is so sweet about making sure all my desires are met on Saturdays because he knows I don't leave the house during the week. I didn't feel so good yesterday when I woke up but decided to go out anyway. Had a great time and shopped for some stuff I need for the trip, but when we got home I got terrible stomach pain (oh Jsome I thought of you).
As I was spending time doubled over in the bathroom, I could hear commotion and speaking from upstairs. Sorry to say I was still in the bathroom listening to this for hours. This morning I got filled in by mom on what I was hearing from upstairs.
Perhaps our initial jubiliation on the use of Haldol may have been misplaced. Gran was hallucinating for most of the night from 10pm till about 6am...nothing worked and she didn't sleep at all and neither did mom. She is slurring her words today and unable to follow instructions to stand and pivot to use the bathroom so because of the fall risk, the entire living room is now her bathroom so we can use a potty chair.
Grandma WON'T stay in bed and my mother insists on moving her about the house even if dragging is involved. I'm not so keen on busting a disc on an activity that just is not necessary.
Mom is ready to look into a nursing home as she always is when she doesn't sleep. I'm afraid of that option for many reasons both moral and financial. We did both agree that while I'm in India she should put grandma in a respite facility for 5 days so that she can get a break. We'll see if she follows through on that.
The way things are going, grandma is getting worse and worse prior to me leaving and mom's anxiety about the ability of other family members to fill in for me is growing. This is another weekend that Hubby isn't getting any attention. The whole situation is just crap.
A hospice nurse is on her way over to do an evaluation. I'll come back when she has done her thing.
We are on our way home now. They took fluid from MIL's stomach and are now thinking she has non-alcoholic cirrhosis of the liver. The are considering transferring her to Loyola Hospital in Chicago. They want to do a biopsy but she has clots in her lungs and is on blood thinner. Her doc is gonna talk to another doc and they will make the decision from there. Hubby and SIL don't think she is a good candidate for a transplant but I said let's cross that bridge if/when we come to it. So, the good news is they don't think it is cancer. The bad news is ya gotta have at least part of a liver to live and she has other health problems as well. I am so grateful to my SIL for being there for her and hubby's mom. It is so exhausting and stressful and I know that from first hand experience.
Hubby's doing 90. Trying to break the speed of sound or something. ;))
miz !! tell hubby to slow down or eles u ll never make it there waaaaa. one lit fk up all she wrote .... sounds like mil has a long road to recovery , will be saying prayers for her .. nice outside cloudy , walked my dog now shes happy camper . took pa out for joy ride this morning he too is a happy camper . now what about me , mmmm oh yes hubby cleaned out the ref !! bitchin at me that i never do it , i said oh huney its ur job not mine . :-) think i shall take a nap that ll make me a happy camper . bobbie- whats up ? u just typed in few word , all she wrote ,,, ladeeda - hope ur knee is a feelin better ,hb-jsomebody- hope ur tummy is in better shape today , ssk- hows ur mom today ? jam- brown masacra bet col will just hate it , maybe say ugh my eyes looks like shit ! they have blue and green oh lala . banana- think thats ur name ? i dont forgot , ohhhelpme god ! someone who went thru hurricane rita and is not the same anymore . my big hugs to you ! ted- ure ted not terd ! makes u smellllll ! i dont think ur cat likes that very well . :-) christina - candys gettin low now :-) very good , may get online and order me some ... everybody eles , hugs to u all , love ya bunches , xoxo
sskrap here, prayers for Miz . I'm mad at myself for losing my cool with my brother today. I try to be civil when he comes over on Sunday from 12-4. And gives me a break, but some resentment was boiling under the surface and I ended up yelling at him and called him a "spoiled baby" as he was making his way to the door. He then said he's not coming over any more, and I then said "good, I don't want to look at you any more" I may have just "cooked my own goose" , dammit. Maybe I should take up kickboxing to release my frustrations. I'm upset because I haven't been taking the time to go to my own dr, dentist, appointments, putting it off cuz I don't want to pay for the help to cover . Well, I did just call a health aid I know and she's going to start up next week so I can take care of business. glad I can vent to you guys, it helps!
awww miz.....mr. miz is just trying to drive away his frustration....keep us up-to-date on mil....hubby's sister was 54 when she had her liver transplant and she lived another 10 yrs, she was also on dialysis the whole time. My prayers go out to you and the family.....Hugz for you!
that's a great idea rip.....told her when I handed it to her "when you put your eye out with this, then that's it NO MORE".....good grief you would have thought I handed her the Crown Jewels....:)
Haldol doesn't seem to be helping night time agitation. So it is being discontinued. Gran is now listed as a bonafide sundowner. She looks like death warmed over twice but is still talking up a blue streak to whoever will listen. I hope she sleeps tonight. Her conversations are looping over and over. By the 5th time she was telling the nurse about her honeymoon and how her mother was a Queen...I was drooling a little from the side of my mouth. The nurse was just smiling, listening with her eyes closing like she was listening to a bedtime story. I was practically begging for her to redirect the conversation before I started stabbing my ears with pencils.
We will with her doctor's permission discontinue the coumadin (blood thinner) if her doctor agrees we will put her on aspirin instead. Then she won't have to have her blood monitored every 2-3 weeks. The blood draws are becoming traumatic and painful for her. Gran has a terrible hematoma and bruise on her right wrist where the nurse tried to get blood on Wednesday (That's the day she acted like a zombie at night for me) and her current disruption in sleep pattern started. I believe that stuff is coincidental but since grandma continues to have TIAs the coumadin isn't really doing anything anyway.
The nurse complimented and thanked my mother when it was time for her to leave because she had "reminded her about why we take care of and love our relatives in a home care situation...it is because of compassion and love", So now mother is all smiles and the nursing home thought is all just "water under the bridge". Nursing home? What nursing home?
I have a great deal of guilt for saying this because I love her so much but really....I've made peace with letting nature take it's course. When the stroke or heart attack happens it happens. I'm much better making her life quality over quantity. Her quantity is wearing on me and my mother.
So life is changing again. My mother won't be able to deal with grandma at night and still work the next day. So I'll most likely have to take the monitor at night again so mom can get some sleep. The problem with that is that when I am on duty and respond to take care of her, my mother comes down from her bedroom to interfere/assist anyway...so all that was happening is that 2 people were getting tired instead of just 1. The same thing would happen if we hired another caregiver...my mother would pay the hourly rate to the caregiver and still come down to interfere. The house is just that small. Honestly you can't fart in here without someone else hearing it so you better just say excuse me anyway.
I'm actually tired today so I'm going to lay down for a little bit. I'll work on the Pooh Chronicles another time. I'm just beat down at the moment. ********************************************** Ssk: forgive yourself for yelling at bro...and kickboxing or at the very least yoga would be a nice release. I'd to kickbox with you but I'd break a bone or something...Yoga is more my speed these days.
Jam: too bad you can't take Col in for some permanent makeup. Just tat those eyelids big and thick. Unfortunately with eye-divas who love lashes thick and luscious (and don't wear falsies)....they use heavy-handed, black waxy lines of liner, and eyelash smothering, clumpy, flaking BLACK mascara is really the only way to go. It is the alzheimer's "smokey eye" I can't watch Jerseylicious anymore without thinking about the Col.
Miz: I hope you guys get to your destination safely.
Everyone...I love you all and am sending hugs. Now my couch is calling my name....
Ugh. I remember those interrupted sleep nights. They didn't happen all that often but when they did it sure screwed me up for the next day. But, I would do it all again. :)
Hi everybody! Sskape, you have a brother who comes EVERY SUNDAY for 4 HOURS and you fight with him?? No, no, girl! We all dream a brother like that! Call him, tell him he is not spoiled, he is the best one! Put a red carpet in front of him, throw petals of roses at him! Make him come back! What is pride compared to 4 whole hours of freedom every week? Jam, I have the same fights with my mother for diapers (see? We have changed subjects. From poop to diapers). She would like to keep them all. In fact, she would still have on the first one (that I gave her 2 years ago). She grabs it with both hands and when she understands I want to take it away, she starts to tear it off (she does not want it to fall into the hands of the enemy alive?) Terd, I see you very well in Texas. You wanted to live in a farm, didn't you? That would be a good idea for us to live all together when we are old. I guess the postman would not dare to approach our house. Ladeeda I am glad to see you are better! What happened to Ruth? Did they give her some meds? Miz I am so sorry you have to be stressed again by another family's emergency. Linda, I slept on the couch for 4 hours and I am a happy camper! I will be a happier camper if my mother accepts to go to bed before I strangle her. HB, if you go to India please find a Internet Point in Mumbai. We cannot live without your posts for one month! Hearthy welcome to the new friends!
BTW we don't have the problem with the eye-liner here, but we can't live without lipstick. My mother has a hundred of them (because she hides them everywhere so we continue to buy them). She steals some of them around. Today, we found in her purse new gloves, which nobody bought her. I think she has stolen them somewhere. I shall have to instruct her to steal wallets, the swollen ones. She could be useful. She would not go to prison anyway.
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Today is Wal-Mart day...can't put it off any longer and hubby says I need to buy brown mascara for col to keep her happy. Oh I will buy it and once he sees how she smears and smears and smears it on to get it dark he will put a stop to it...I give it a week before bacteria will infect this tube also....when her eyes swell and get red and watery, that's it.....NO MORE!!!! She has dr appt Thursday so if her eyes are messed up by then, he can treat her and tell her to quit wearing the damn stuff! Think she'll listen? Going to take her off Zyprexa and Aricept.....she doesn't hallucinate and I have not seen any improvement in memory, in fact I think it's worse, which is probably just due to the aging process, so will be going with anti-anxiety Ativan or maybe even Valium. She just needs to mellow out and quit harping on certain things constantly. She seems better on Cymbalta than she did on Prozac (which I hate by the way). She doesn't sit and cry and moan about her deceased daughter and how her world has ended like she used to.
Time for more coffee then off into the wonderful world of the Walton Empire!!!!!!!
Love and Hugz to you all......and wishing you a peaceful day!
HB must be in the bathroom with Granny.
Well, you all are so full of it, i don't think I can stand it on a Sunday morning.
Ted, You gonna be a Long, Tall, Texan Terd. No banana in your pocket, just long, tall Terd. Whew. I mean, wow. You gonna need some shit-kickin boots and a big silver belt buckle carved with AJ's lips and a banana in Black Hills Gold.
Metamucil, Senecot, Milk of Magnesia when you're stuck and don't know which end is up, Terd. For Diarrhea of the Mouth, take a banana. Yes, it works.
If a caregiver told me she would cook but not take my Mother to the bathroom, I would tell her, "Thank you for applying for the
"JOB", and have a nice day." It IS a job, and then the person you care for becomes someone you get attached to, and can't wait to be awakened by at 2, 4, 4:15, and 5 am. JK
Mother has been great this week until the weekend caregiver turned her down one too many times. Spoiled her record for the week of adjusting to the changes with a good attitude: even though the house was torn up, she was moved upstairs, and we worried she might actually get out of her rocker and make it to the top of the stairs. Had to move her back down into the war zone.
Have a good day everyone. I am still recovering from slab leak stress, contractor bs, and weekend caregiver hunting and have not much energy to spare. No nervous energy for running off at the mouth--otherwise known as "Diarrhea of the..."
Love you ALL
Hugs, Christina
Beautiful day here today so it's out to the garden for me, MORE fun with Manure!
Campfires, baked beans and all the beef ya can eat, banana splits until we puke. Get ya'll's spurs on and get on the road now. It will take most of your trip, regardless of where you are coming from, just to get across Texas. We;ll have a good ole time. And don't worry about the butter knives we have plenty.....
You may have the butter knives but where will we find them?
*Butt appropriate? I can't wait for my next formal dining experience where I might spy full service silver.
Miz: Yeah you posted for me about the hand to mouth pooh. Yummy little cadbury's..nom nom nom.
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I spent some time off with hubby yesterday. He is so sweet about making sure all my desires are met on Saturdays because he knows I don't leave the house during the week. I didn't feel so good yesterday when I woke up but decided to go out anyway. Had a great time and shopped for some stuff I need for the trip, but when we got home I got terrible stomach pain (oh Jsome I thought of you).
As I was spending time doubled over in the bathroom, I could hear commotion and speaking from upstairs. Sorry to say I was still in the bathroom listening to this for hours. This morning I got filled in by mom on what I was hearing from upstairs.
Perhaps our initial jubiliation on the use of Haldol may have been misplaced. Gran was hallucinating for most of the night from 10pm till about 6am...nothing worked and she didn't sleep at all and neither did mom. She is slurring her words today and unable to follow instructions to stand and pivot to use the bathroom so because of the fall risk, the entire living room is now her bathroom so we can use a potty chair.
Grandma WON'T stay in bed and my mother insists on moving her about the house even if dragging is involved. I'm not so keen on busting a disc on an activity that just is not necessary.
Mom is ready to look into a nursing home as she always is when she doesn't sleep. I'm afraid of that option for many reasons both moral and financial. We did both agree that while I'm in India she should put grandma in a respite facility for 5 days so that she can get a break. We'll see if she follows through on that.
The way things are going, grandma is getting worse and worse prior to me leaving and mom's anxiety about the ability of other family members to fill in for me is growing. This is another weekend that Hubby isn't getting any attention. The whole situation is just crap.
A hospice nurse is on her way over to do an evaluation. I'll come back when she has done her thing.
Laters for now! Love
HB
Hubby's doing 90. Trying to break the speed of sound or something. ;))
love,
miz
sounds like mil has a long road to recovery , will be saying prayers for her ..
nice outside cloudy , walked my dog now shes happy camper . took pa out for joy ride this morning he too is a happy camper . now what about me , mmmm oh yes hubby cleaned out the ref !! bitchin at me that i never do it , i said oh huney its ur job not mine . :-)
think i shall take a nap that ll make me a happy camper .
bobbie- whats up ? u just typed in few word , all she wrote ,,,
ladeeda - hope ur knee is a feelin better ,hb-jsomebody- hope ur tummy is in better shape today ,
ssk- hows ur mom today ?
jam- brown masacra bet col will just hate it , maybe say ugh my eyes looks like shit ! they have blue and green oh lala .
banana- think thats ur name ? i dont forgot , ohhhelpme god !
someone who went thru hurricane rita and is not the same anymore . my big hugs to you !
ted- ure ted not terd ! makes u smellllll ! i dont think ur cat likes that very well . :-)
christina - candys gettin low now :-) very good , may get online and order me some ...
everybody eles , hugs to u all , love ya bunches , xoxo
I'm mad at myself for losing my cool with my brother today. I try to be civil when he comes over on Sunday from 12-4. And gives me a break, but some resentment was boiling under the surface and I ended up yelling at him and called him a "spoiled baby" as he was making his way to the door. He then said he's not coming over any more, and I then said "good, I don't want to look at you any more" I may have just "cooked my own goose" , dammit. Maybe I should take up kickboxing to release my frustrations. I'm upset because I haven't been taking the time to go to my own dr, dentist, appointments, putting it off cuz I don't want to pay for the help to cover . Well, I did just call a health aid I know and she's going to start up next week so I can take care of business.
glad I can vent to you guys, it helps!
love,
miz
Can you outline her eyes with a Sharpie?
Haldol doesn't seem to be helping night time agitation. So it is being discontinued. Gran is now listed as a bonafide sundowner. She looks like death warmed over twice but is still talking up a blue streak to whoever will listen. I hope she sleeps tonight. Her conversations are looping over and over. By the 5th time she was telling the nurse about her honeymoon and how her mother was a Queen...I was drooling a little from the side of my mouth. The nurse was just smiling, listening with her eyes closing like she was listening to a bedtime story. I was practically begging for her to redirect the conversation before I started stabbing my ears with pencils.
We will with her doctor's permission discontinue the coumadin (blood thinner) if her doctor agrees we will put her on aspirin instead. Then she won't have to have her blood monitored every 2-3 weeks. The blood draws are becoming traumatic and painful for her. Gran has a terrible hematoma and bruise on her right wrist where the nurse tried to get blood on Wednesday (That's the day she acted like a zombie at night for me) and her current disruption in sleep pattern started. I believe that stuff is coincidental but since grandma continues to have TIAs the coumadin isn't really doing anything anyway.
The nurse complimented and thanked my mother when it was time for her to leave because she had "reminded her about why we take care of and love our relatives in a home care situation...it is because of compassion and love", So now mother is all smiles and the nursing home thought is all just "water under the bridge". Nursing home? What nursing home?
I have a great deal of guilt for saying this because I love her so much but really....I've made peace with letting nature take it's course. When the stroke or heart attack happens it happens. I'm much better making her life quality over quantity. Her quantity is wearing on me and my mother.
So life is changing again. My mother won't be able to deal with grandma at night and still work the next day. So I'll most likely have to take the monitor at night again so mom can get some sleep. The problem with that is that when I am on duty and respond to take care of her, my mother comes down from her bedroom to interfere/assist anyway...so all that was happening is that 2 people were getting tired instead of just 1. The same thing would happen if we hired another caregiver...my mother would pay the hourly rate to the caregiver and still come down to interfere. The house is just that small. Honestly you can't fart in here without someone else hearing it so you better just say excuse me anyway.
I'm actually tired today so I'm going to lay down for a little bit. I'll work on the Pooh Chronicles another time. I'm just beat down at the moment.
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Ssk: forgive yourself for yelling at bro...and kickboxing or at the very least yoga would be a nice release. I'd to kickbox with you but I'd break a bone or something...Yoga is more my speed these days.
Jam: too bad you can't take Col in for some permanent makeup. Just tat those eyelids big and thick. Unfortunately with eye-divas who love lashes thick and luscious (and don't wear falsies)....they use heavy-handed, black waxy lines of liner, and eyelash smothering, clumpy, flaking BLACK mascara is really the only way to go. It is the alzheimer's "smokey eye" I can't watch Jerseylicious anymore without thinking about the Col.
Miz: I hope you guys get to your destination safely.
Everyone...I love you all and am sending hugs. Now my couch is calling my name....
Sskape, you have a brother who comes EVERY SUNDAY for 4 HOURS and you fight with him?? No, no, girl! We all dream a brother like that! Call him, tell him he is not spoiled, he is the best one! Put a red carpet in front of him, throw petals of roses at him! Make him come back! What is pride compared to 4 whole hours of freedom every week?
Jam, I have the same fights with my mother for diapers (see? We have changed subjects. From poop to diapers). She would like to keep them all. In fact, she would still have on the first one (that I gave her 2 years ago). She grabs it with both hands and when she understands I want to take it away, she starts to tear it off (she does not want it to fall into the hands of the enemy alive?)
Terd, I see you very well in Texas. You wanted to live in a farm, didn't you? That would be a good idea for us to live all together when we are old. I guess the postman would not dare to approach our house.
Ladeeda I am glad to see you are better! What happened to Ruth? Did they give her some meds?
Miz I am so sorry you have to be stressed again by another family's emergency.
Linda, I slept on the couch for 4 hours and I am a happy camper! I will be a happier camper if my mother accepts to go to bed before I strangle her.
HB, if you go to India please find a Internet Point in Mumbai. We cannot live without your posts for one month!
Hearthy welcome to the new friends!
Today, we found in her purse new gloves, which nobody bought her. I think she has stolen them somewhere. I shall have to instruct her to steal wallets, the swollen ones. She could be useful. She would not go to prison anyway.