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 have pre-osteoporosis so that is slowing down the recovery. Plus all the muscles and nerves that are trying to heal in the process, too. Night time is THE worse, cannot find a comfortable position... the doctor says the best place to sleep is in a recliner, and I don't have one.
Hotel sounds good, as I am trying to do too much here at home with cleaning, laundry, etc. I just can't let stuff sit for weeks on end. Sig other is the master of excuses but will drive me where ever I need to go. Maybe I need to buy a Shop-Vac to get him to vacuum :P
Lucky like I said in an earlier post the camera idea is a good one.
I personally am still having a real problem accepting my Mom is gone. I find it especially hard when I go out. Everywhere I look I remember times with her. Places we used to eat. Walks we took. Ah well..........these things take time I guess.
An hour ago Dad called me to find out if I knew of the audiologist's name who is located just down the street, as Mom wants to find yet another new hearing aid place.... [3rd one in 2 years]. Ok, I understand her frustration but how many doctors does she need to see that tell her there isn't anything more they can do.
Mom wants to go this week. I asked "who is going to drive you, I can't?"..... well, Dad said he will start driving again... that is like putting a match to dynamite, I explode whenever he says that..... it is so stupid,he's 93 and can barely see.... Dad said "if you can't drive what are we to do?"..... "Dad, call a cab like everyone else does"...
Then I exploded some more saying I am so tired of people picking at me because I can't do this or that. My boss is grumpy, my sig other is grumpy he needs to do more chores [poor, Baby], and I grumpy because of the pain I am dealing with.
I want to pack up and run away, but I can't, I can't drive :P
Perhaps the best thing to do would be to ask your OT, if you have one? Failing that, google 'slide sheets for transfer' and pick the one that best corresponds. You will also see numerous guides about how to get her on to it and how to move her once she's on it. You will notice that many of these guides talk about two-caregiver handling, but we don't live in that ideal world: my mother weighed 140lbs give or take and I had no problems; but again consult your OT or dear old google for extra tips if you're having difficulty.
Just in case, because not even all experienced professional caregivers know this wrinkle, the final coup de théatre you can accomplish, once your mother is correctly positioned, is to remove the sheet from under her with No Skin Abrasion Risk. Slide your hand in between the two layers of polyester right underneath her and out the other side, firmly grasp the *lower* sheet hem, and steadily draw it towards you. Her skin is protected by the upper layer of sheet, the whole thing slides out from under and ta-daa! There you are. Perfectly positioned mother, no effort, no slide burns. 'Swonderful.
On another note,I believe our Hospice knows something is about to happen.The chaplain called Friday morning when we will be seeing him tomarrow,on Monday and said "I am here if you need me before then"And in a big worded way,I think the nurse was saying Mothers body is shutting down.And the social worker called Thursday to see if there was anything we needed.I already walk on eggshells,scared iI will find Mother dead.
Hope you all are having a better day than we are.
I gave dad puréed foods and found chicken livers puréed best of all but eh really like sausages and they purée well too. I'm sure you've tried all of these but just in case
Not sure when she'll be released to the nursing home today - have to wait for the doctor to show up to give the final word on her release. Called the nursing home already to make sure she gets the room she wants so she doesn't have to be moved later. (All the rooms have windows, but some face the back of the other building, which is depressing for Mom - she wants to be able to see the street and watch the activity outside. Might as well attack that issue first and not have to move her later.) Told Mom we will scale down her big birthday cookout and just have ice cream and cake at the nursing home and have family and friends come there instead. The logistics make a cookout a little dificult.
Mom was pretty down in the dumps yesterday - called me 5x, crying and feeling lonely, and her memory issues are amping up, big time. The longer she's in the hospital, the worse it gets. The sundowner-type symptoms started up again too, which only seems to happen in the hospital - she ripped her catheter out 2 nights ago, so last night, they bombed her with a sleeping pill to stop that happening again. (Nurse came in to check on her at 3am and there was a puddle of urine all over the floor and the catheter was out.) Mom said she never remembered pulling it out and they asked her "didn't that hurt?!?" - she said she never felt a thing. Scary.
Katie, you need to wrap your elbows in bubble wrap. lol The handles on the bathroom doors in the hospital get me every time - I'm always catching my arm on them and brusing the heck out of them.
Nursing home just called back - they had mom in a room where she couldn't see the street - so I asked them to move her - they put her in a room where she can't quite see the street, but she can see the patio and watch the activity out there. She'll like that.
My whine this morning....if I hit my elbows on the hospital bed rails one more time...ouch. Don't know why I keep managing to do this when I am attending to Mom. I don't put that rail down because I have her catheter bag rigged up there.