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.
It is called a loss leader, and is very good. Much better than at the markets.
I do the same. I freeze lots of things.
We are paying more and more for groceries. I am glad that we aren’t big eaters!
I usually roast my own chicken but sometimes buy a rotisserie chicken. At least we can get several different meals from one chicken.
Someone is making out like bandits!
Some think it is highly exaggerated.
And I guess that.my spell check or the site do not like the word collusion I changed it twice from spell check changing it to collision. But, it was changed back, somehow. Maybe admin?
Can everyone see my angry face emoji? Some emojis that some of you post my Kindle Fire device cannot read.
barb - let us know how you are.
natasana - what a tricky person you are!!!
Mom's bath aide: Let's go get a nice warm shower to warm you up.
Mom: I'm about to freeze to death! (Mom points to me) SHE keeps this house freezing, then turns the heat up just before you get here so you won't know.
Me: 😶
I've found myself change in this respect, as the years have gone by and getting older. I've found myself getting annoyed or irritated quicker than when I was younger, is this normal?
It's silly stuff like:
* things not fitting into the box they came out of.
* getting labels off things, wondering why manufacturers don't make it easy to peel off.
* I put on thing down on a table, it falls and the domino effect knocks the glass of water down, make the remote control fall, then a clean up operation. I suppose that's just being clumsy :)
* recent years is the juggle of face masks, with my spectacles getting caught in the strings. Obviously the glasses getting steamed up while wearing a mask is a given.
* Even taking off pants and them getting bunched up and caught on the feet.
* taking a bunch of keys out of you pocket and find the sharp end of key ring getting caught in the pocket lining.
* not being able to find the open end of plastic freezer bags.. then my hands are too dry to pulls sides apart.
When these things irritate me, I get annoyed at the manufacturers of products, thinking why can't just make things to be less annoying, design them better. Like a remote control that's curve on the bottom side, so when you change the channel, pressing the button just make it slide on the table, it it was flat on the bottom it wouldn't slide.
I bet half of things are more annoying because of other bigger problems people have going on in their minds.
That’s tough to deal with. I am so sorry. You are entitled to whine.
Falls are horrifying. I remember the stress of going through my mother falling.
I am horrified that things have gotten so much worse from December 8 when I left to now.
I told my mother not to expect me to do these transfers by myself. My father is over 200 lbs. That conversation went nowhere good.
ingestion vs. topical treatment
when mentioned, mostly about oils.
Barb,
Hoping your red spot is transitory, and nothing serious like psoriasis, similar to shingles.
The first thing I thought about is keeping our reading glasses extra clean on the frames, not just the lenses. I cleaned mine.
Mom: I can't find my prescriptions.
Me: Why do want your prescriptions?
Mom: I need to take them to that place up the hill. That lady had my gray tomcats overnight and I need to go pick them up.
Me: What are the prescriptions for?
Mom: The doctor will know it's me on them. He can tell the lady that has my cats then she'll know who I am.
Me: 🙊
Tekvah, reckon it's similar?
Personally, I'd go back to work. I'd ask my sister if she could do a social visit once a week.
Employ a sitter or aide for Mom's day-to-day needs (Mom's funds).
I hope your eye clears up soon.
My dad had polio as a little boy. He was put in braces; every week after doctor left, my Nonna would take the braces off and massage his legs with warm olive oil. He recovered quite completely.
But it cleared it up and I didn't have another outbreak for a decade. I do this every single time it starts and it clears it up. I have only had 3 outbreaks in my life.
She explained that it is caused from an imbalance that the oil corrects.
So, if it isn't what you fear and is eczema, I do recommend trying this before taking any meds to treat it. My dermatologist said steroids are the treatment and I said, nope, all-blend oil is :-)
Patch is getting progressively red-er, scalier, but I can't really see it because my glass frames interfere and can't see it without them. Dh says "it's red". She
Going to see a PA in my derm's office tomorrow. Just worried that this is a squamous or basal cell carcinoma. Thanks for listening!!!
I don't think your mother being under hospice care is eligible for adult day care. These places usually do not have CNA staff who can assist a person on oxygen. Most of them also draw the line on what level of dementia they accept too. People crying hysterically are usually turned away. There are some adult day care facilities who are equipped to handle clients with serious medical conditions and advanced dementia. You'll have to research to find one.
As for your mother flipping out on the ativan. That can happen and her doctor is wrong.
Personally, I love ativan and it does wonders for me. Give me xanax and I will climb the wall. They are both the same schedule of drugs (benzodiazepines) but one can effect a person different than another. Your mother's doctor knows this and is just being a tool about it. Take her to someone else. She might do really well on xanax or even valium to help her chill out.
Me:. Okay, mom, that works.
(NOON)
Mom: Where is lunch, you didn't leave anything in the refrigerator for me.
Me:. But, you said...never mind, what would you like for lunch? Are you in the mood for a sandwich or a full meal.
Mom:. You decide.
Me:. Okay, I will make you a sandwich.
(MAKES HER FAVORITE SANDWICH)
Mom:. What is this? I thought you were going to make me hash browns and eggs.
Me: Come again?
Mom:. With onions.
Me:. I'll do that tomorrow.