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 lost a cousin-in-law to a thrown blood clot. A few months later her husband almost died from sepsis. Both of these followed outpatient surgeries -- one for shoulder, another for back. Both were 65 years old and not in good physical condition. I think that the system ought to weigh risks based on the medical status of the person. Veronica, doctors know you have afib, so I believe your thinking is right that you need to be monitored for a while. It would be easier to stabilize your fluids as needed than to correct things if your heart kicks in to overdrive.
I don't know how we ever got into this "one size fits all" thinking on healthcare.
At least if one stays in the hospital for 24-48 hours, your vitals are watched... nurses or LPN's are changing your bandages and helping you to the bathroom... the hospital is feeding you appropriate food [sorry, at home a frozen pizza after surgery just doesn't cut it].... you are resting, no one is popping their head in asking where is this or that is located in the house [makes you wonder how bachelors survive to their 30th birthday]..... in the hospital the cat isn't sitting on your chest while you are napping.... and no one is asking you if you are up to making dinner :P
Same prep for the virtual and the camera. I will be under anesthetic so I am not cerned of the proceedure. I am doing the 2 day prep so i guess i will give it a try and see how far I get and what they say. i have warned the GI about these concerned and requested hospitalization and cardiac monitoring but was told it is not necessary this is an outpatient proceedure. So we will see. I am not so upset this morning.
Hate to be cliche on this but.... follow your gut (or instincts). ((((hugs))))
I like the idea of cancer sniffing dogs. I heard they were training some and that dogs could smell cancer in some way. Wouldn't that be cool to just have a dog sniff and not have to go through all that? I haven't heard anything about training these dogs in years, so maybe it didn't pan out.
Susan, have you checked with the local area on aging? With your mom's income what it is, she should qualify for at least 30 or more hours a week. I know in the long run it isn't much but oh boy is it LOVELY!! Any hours after that you can work out with the carer. After the New Year I am asking for more hours as her care has become 24/7, mobility issues and incontinence. The State would rather pay for more in home help than foot the bill for memory care... I don't think it will be a problem to qualify for more hours.
pamz, what meds did they put your dad on for his wandering at night? Mom has her reg doc appt on Tuesday. I'm asking for either Ativan or xanax, for both of us. This cycle of sleeping great for two days and then up for two days is kicking my ass. I almost put her bed on the floor today... she spends more time on the floor so it would make more sense so I can easily get her back in it. I have the alarms as well as the room monitored but... but... I do at times need to sleep, besides, she's more clear headed when she sleeps.
Still haven't heard a peep from my brothers. Once again I think I made a huge mistake by staying here. Should have packed this place up, sold it, and took mom back to FL with me after daddy passed. I have friends and family there that would be of immense help... none here.
Hmm, I think I shall make this my New Year's resolution. Get it all together and just do it.
Well, I'm glad that you're okay now.. ?? .. right? Take it easy, though. What can be put off, put off. And do it slowly. Hate for you to have a relapse. {{Hugs}}
I've got an appointment for a homecare agency to come in after Christmas to evaluate Mom for respite care. I am going to visit my grandkids tomorrow, but that's going to be the last time I go anywhere and leave her alone for more than a couple hours. Guess I'd better start working more hours to afford that...maybe I can work 80 instead of 60, huh? LOL I don't have much choice - she's getting too bad to be left alone for long periods. She forgets too many things and ends up sitting in wet clothing, because she won't remember to change.
Picking up a few hours extra here and there from 2 of my clients, plus picked up a small proofreading job for the weekend. Always good news.
On the good side, dad slept all night last night (after being up for about 20 hours) bad side.. he slept alot today and I have to work tomorrow , getting up at 430 am.. thinking this is gonna be a bad night!
I was suppose to be in charge of the office while he was away. He knew weeks ago that I would be scheduling surgery to chip out a massive kidney stone. No big deal, he had that surgery and was back to work in 2 days. Good heavens, guess he thinks everyone's surgery is the same. Two days after surgery I was still wobbling from the bed to the bathroom hoping I wouldn't fall on route. Go to work? Was he crazy?
Well, I had complications, was rushed to the ER, and admitted to the hospital for 3 days. Talk about Mr.Toad's wild ride. Love those 5 a.m. wake-ups by the RN's to check vitals or to draw blood. Let's not forget the fire alarm going off at midnight and sounding for an hour :P
And those long mechanical cuffs they put on your legs to keep the blood circulating, who on earth can sleep with those things running? It was a marathon from my room to the bathroom every couple of hours, uncoupling those mechanical cuffs and unplugging the IV drip from the electrical outlet, and making a mad dash to the bathroom hoping not to lose it before you get there. I was so tired I was in tears, and my boss was wondering if I would be back to the work the next day. WHERE IS MY HELMET?
I was talking to a home care nurse the other day about setting up an evaluation for Mom, and we got around to the topic of social security income, and how when one spouse passes, the survivor keeps the larger of the two social security payments. What the government doesn't seem to understand (or care about) is that the surviving spouse *still* loses a significant chunk of money every month. Most couples have their bills and lifestyle based on 2 incomes - so when one of them dies, the survivor is left scrambling. In Mom's case, she is left with *just* enough to cover her monthly bills - but not anything extra - like FOOD. Or vehicle repairs, gas for the vehicle, house repairs and maintenance. Not to mention clothing, incontinence pads and things like that. I pay for all of that. If I hadn't moved in, where would she be? She makes too much for food stamps (which is pretty incredible), and she couldn't rely on the local food bank all the time.
ttc10. My mother can't see the 5 ft totally lit up tree 5 feet from her, but oh holy night, let her see a dark spot on the ceiling, floor, carpet...wall at 30 feet! It always amazes me how she does that? I guess the fear of bugs runs deeper than... uhm, who their children are?
Where did cap go? Is he hanging out with ff and hope?
I'm going to whine about my brothers, again. You know, I bit the dust and called my oldest yesterday morning... seemed mom had scooted onto the floor during the night and I wasn't able to immediately get her up off the carpet. She'd hand a very long/hard 2 days as did I. I called and asked if either him or his NON WORKING wife could just stop by and help me... told him about her fall the day before and the staples... well, guess what. He couldn't stop by, he said he was working... hmmm, his work is seasonal and usually doesn't work for 5 months during the winter... ok, I get it. He also said he was not working today and probably not for months... ok, got it. He called his wife... she finally called me 30 some minutes later... bottom line. We got zero help even though I finally reached out and asked... damnit. This is why I hate asking them for anything. I know they were all home today... could either one of those 3 even bother to call to ask about mom? I don't know why I even bother with them anymore. This will sound very harsh, but I will never ask them again for anything. Nothing. When I have to go to the neighbors, bless their souls and can count on them more than her own beloved sons?... oh hell no.