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 just got home from my day away, mom is calling me because she is cold, wants me to turn on her electric blanket. I guess I had better increase the temp of the A/C, I had it set to 77 for the caregiver...
HOPE, you're going to have to repeat a little of the "Moon" tale, as there is no way I'll be able to find it now, and I wanna hear! Waa, There that's my Whine for the day, so far anyways!
Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well.
- Henry Scott Holland, Jan. 27, 1847 - March 17, 1918
Hope yes I like Darrell too. He has that rough and ready look about him. I think my sciatica is feeling a bit better today. No more jokes about the treadmill though. My humor seems to fly right over some peoples heads.
I don't really have a whine today. Just checking in with you good folks. Ta Ta for now.
My whine today is minor...I went to the grocery, got home and kicked off my shoes...then the bag broke while I was carrying it into the kitchen and a bunch of frozen stuff fell onto my left foot and made a big bruise...as this happened I stepped backward with my right bare foot onto a packet of hot dogs that had fallen out of the bag too...don't know what is worse...the painful bruise or stepping on the squishy hot dogs....Between this and that hawk swooping down on my car yesterday and later appearing in the backyard, I think I had better stay in and hide for a few days.
Are these spasms happening at any particular times? Any triggers you've noticed? How long have they been going on?
If they go away quick, and there's no harm done, and they invariably come on bad, or at least bad-tempered, days… well, I'd wait and see, really, to be honest. And if you suspect they might be bait, don't rise to it - just be nice and calm and say oh dear, poor you, would you like a shoulder rub kind of thing. If anything felt seriously wrong to her, I suspect your mother would change her mind about getting this checked out before you could say "neurological assessment."
In terms of the spasms, I noticed them occurring when she was angry and emotional and standing up in the kitchen trying to make a cup of tea. We have a little table with bread stuffs on it in the kitchenette area. She would reach for the bread, then lean on the table and her hands, arms and legs would start shaking. Sometimes she looked like she was going to fall down or faint. The severe carpal tunnel syndrome in the left hand doesn't help. These episodes frighten her, as well, because she saw her mother have a stroke. Interesting - her mother was in the kitchen and had a cup in her hand and she just dropped it and her hand/arm started shaking, but of course she went into a full seizure and fell to the floor, and was paralysed after.
But back to mom's patterns, I can't recall exactly when the tremors started initially but I know emotion and exertion are triggers. She also has them in bed at night when she is thirsty - she has difficulty holding the glass when I give her the water. It was very hot this past two days and mom was out on the balcony with my sister yesterday, who finally stepped up to the plate and stayed with her so I could go on my last fling for the summer - a day trip to a botanical gardens. This morning she was also outside for a short while to run an errand and, of course, no sun glasses, sun hat. So heat exhaustion might be a factor today.
However, a couple of times now I've seen these muscle jerks and twitches when she was in a sitting position at rest. But today, it was the strongest I have observed when she was sedentary. Mind you, who knows what she was thinking that aroused her emotions.
I chuckle at your raising the possibility that it might be bait, as I have wondered that, too. I made her lunch, watched a bit of TV with her then went in my room to work. As soon as I got on the telephone she interrupted me three or four times. By the time I got off she just went off on a tangent. That's when the "fit" for want of a better word, began. You are probably right in that on some level, when there is a real medical emergency, she will know the difference and be more compliant, although I don't know anyone as stubborn as she is.
Susan, I absolutely LOVE that...I am going to jot it down so i won't forget it...ever...
Pretty uneventful day here...rained most of the day so that was relaxing...then I had to take the pup to the vet to be spayed first thing in the AM....and the bottom fell out right as I got on the road....
Mama has been quiet again today...I haven't put a half patch on yet, as her symptoms with the excessive secretions have not returned yet..but will try that at next outset....
Stacey...I have my moments where I can be kind of off the wall...I couldn't think of anything else to do that night..( a couple of times) and my reaction to her particular stubbornness at the moment was your good old basic mooning....no harm done.... lol
Then I went through menopause and gained weight and started on antidepressants that add more weight! My hot flashes never went away. I would wake up in the middle of the night drenched! The only way I could get any relief was to walk outside no matter the time of year and submerge myself in the pool! If I wanted the hot tub for pain relief, it had to be followed with pool plunge. My husband only pulls me close in winter because it I am an eternal flame! I usually push him away because his body makes me sweat more. I lie on the bed completely naked with the fan blowing on me. I love to have the windows open while I sleep in the winter. For this as well as my erratic sleep schedule from chronic pain, we used to have separate bedrooms, lol! I loved it! I could sleep with my dogs and didn't have to tip toe around while he was sleeping. So my body has totally changed. Now that Mom is here she is sleeping in the room I used to use. That room is 144 sq ft. The new room will be 500 sq ft which will include her bathroom and a walkin closet.
This room will make our house go from 2100 sq ft to 2500. We will still have 3 bedrooms but will increase the baths by 1, so it will be a 3/3. I think one nice feature is that she will have her own French door that goes out to a screen porch. She will be able to sit out there and rock in her rocker and look out on the pastures, watch the cows and enjoy nature. I can't wait until it is done.
I, too, have had panic attacks where I have been shaking all over. However, there was something about the arms, almost like nocturnal myoclonus (can't remember the right spelling), when the muscle jumps in your sleep, only she is awake. Her arms just shot out to the side. Usually with panic attacks, the shaking is more widespread. However, I wouldn't doubt that the anxiety would trigger whatever happened today.
Hope, thank you for your kind words. She's okay now, just very tired and weak, which is the new normal for her. As she keeps saying, she's tired of living and scared of dying. I doubt if it will be much longer now. She's 92, one kidney which isn't up to par and no thyroid. Meningionoma (a non cancerous growth on left frontal quadrant that causes daily headaches on one side above her eye. Severe carpal tunnel. No memory, so sense of time or orientation. It's understandable why she is depressed. It's just hard because you don't know when that moment is going to come, or how.
Our house is loaded with stuff that I bought for Mom's room, stuff she brought from home and stuff that I bought and use when my granddaughter is here for the day. Basically right now we fit into the hoarder category as well, lol!
Sheradale, The new addition to the house sounds lovely. I am sure she will love the porch with the view. My Grandmother had a view of pastures from her bedroom and she loved it. I can't imagine a more relaxing view to see each day!
I am in the mood to just hunker down and hide. It seems like everyone I have ever known is coming out of the woodwork suddenly and I am hearing of new homes, vacations, huge windfalls and plans for it etc.They act like all their good fortune is some divine right and life will always be magical for them because they are entitled. The old thinking of "gee, that is awful all the things you are going through and have to do with your Mom...but hey...at least IM OK !!" type of thinking. While each day is pretty much the same for me. I consider it a huge accomplishment to get my bedridden Mom through the day, and am grateful for a peaceful day without major worries. And I am not even on facebook to deal with that kind of charade.
Hope....I love your avatar....that is just how I feel today towards some people in my life!!!
I am going to make an appointment today and insist that he get a urinalysis done. He has been on holidays during August, but he should be returning soon. I'm thinking the extreme weakness and fatigue as well as more hallucinations may be further symptoms of renal failure. Thank you so much for doing this research!
I would literally be ashamed of myself to be with someone who is caregiving and has no other options in life right now...other to just abandon their loved one...and start blathering on about my glorious life... You know, it's not that I even mind that they are happy....I want folks to be happy. But I would truly be sooooo mortified of my own self to suddenly realize I had just had a run of mental diarrhea in front of someone who is literally doing an angel's work and I am sitting there bragging about how great my life is...
People are so fake, and so cruel, and truly, so ignorant. I love my brother, but am frequently aghast at how much he goes on and on and never seems to stop to even think that right now..."I" can't even HAVE plans, let alone, act on them...These folks would say..yeah, you DO have a choice...of course we do...but they know us well enough to know we will be here for our....and THEIR loved ones....sadly, they will not...
If my familyl had to spend ONE WEEKEND here without help, without anyone to call for backup, for an errand, for anything...they would get but a mere glimmer of what our lives MIGHT be like..but they will never know until they actually do it..and they're far too "me oriented" to ever even consider it...