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 don't envy you the cleaning you have to do now! Yikes. I dropped an entire container of blueberries the other day and they rolled hither and yon all over the kitchen. Still don't think I found them all.
I have most of my mother's clothes and mine in plastic storage containers stacked in the dining room. I am tired of dragging them up and down the crawl space stairs. So now my dining room is my storage room.
Jeanette, thanks for clearing that up. In this case I will pray she is not pregnant for everyone's 'sanity'.
I don't know if this is the end of a bad week or the start of another. I just cut up a bowl of watermelon and as I was putting the stuff away I knocked the bowl on the floor with the juice all over the cabinets, stove, refig. and dishwasher. So much for a cool bowl of watermelon. Did I say there was going to be cleaning on Sunday?
Well, one more thing, I guess. The only thing it's good for (for me, anyway) right now is keeping in touch with my siblings and selling excess crap from the house. I found someone in a yard sale group on there that is interested in purchasing DVDs. I have TOTES full of VHS tapes and DVDs that haven't been used in over 2 years now. Not like we're going to use them at this point. I will save those that Mom really likes and ones that I don't want to get rid of myself, but all the excess is being sold or given away. Feels good to do something to bring in a little extra money (sorely needed right now) and shed the excess stuff taking up space in the house. Need to do the same in my storage unit, but that's a project for another day - when I have someone that can watch Mom.
Jeanette, maybe you can throw yourself into something today that you've been wanting to do for a while and chase the doldrums away. :-)
Still on a cleaning tear here and making progress. The black hole I call a desk is starting to actually resemble a reasonable workspace again. Since Mom fell a month and a half ago, I've had no time to do anything but care for Mom, make phone calls, arrange dr. visits, deal with the homecare nurses, therapists, social workers and my precious 3 hours off per week. Now I'm actually able to start focusing on cleaning things up that I have been wanting to do for months now. Feels good. I think part of my irritation lately is that I haven't been able to keep up with these small things - giving the house a good cleaning, going through paperwork and filing, etc.
No worries about being a carer for me... am not even looking for another few months. When I do begin, trust me, it will be a sweet li'l ole lady or man. I can handle a few comments and stuff... this is more so the full time person can get the hell out of the house for awhile!! LOL Plus I can choose my hours and get this, they offer fully paid health insurance and you only need to work 20 hours. Heck, that alone will save me the $500.00 I currently pay for health insurance.
Have five positions to submit my resume to this week. All I am well qualified for in my previous life. Will find out how four years of caregiving has harmed my career of choice.
VERONICA!!!! Same son, same psycho cow that wanted to get married in my back yard. She just bugs the HELL out of me. I'm afraid to admit, she pushed a button on FB that I just HAD to reply to. It was a picture of Josh and his dog, Lilly. Lilly is also a Staffie mix, she is a beautiful reddish brown color. If she were black she would resemble my Sydney A LOT. Lilly is a tad smaller tho.... ok, I digressed, LOL So she made this comment that pissed me off... she said, wait, the nerve of her wrote "My babes and my daughter, love them". Well now. It seems harmful enough right? Not to me. I raised that dog for 2 years from a chewing everything in sight up puppy, walked it, vet trips... she was basically MY GIRL. I replied back at what she said "Lilly is not and never will be your daughter, you've never met her and I bet you don't even know her middle name"!! (It's Lickums, Lilly Lickums) she slurp you to death!! So she made a snarky reply in which I replied ( yes I regressed to childish activities) "Why don't you stop trying to push/shove yourself in peoples lives and properly get to know Josh and get your own life together, oh, and stop calling me a million times during the middle of the night you whackadoodle" hehehe...
BAD MOM!! sigh, then Josh got upset so I quit telling her the truth. He has probably unfriended me again.
Met a lovely elderly frail lady in the check out at Wal Mart. She had left her glasses at home and couldn't see those tiny numbers on the key pad. After 2 attempts I politely asked her to trust me and give me her 4 digit pin code, she did, bless her heart, so I punched everything in and all was good in the world. She grabbed my hand and thanked me profusely.. I promised her I would forget her pin number within a few minutes..LOL, I DID. She tottered off with her purchase and you know what I did... I burst into tears thinking of my own dear mother.
CM, I too will have to look for employment soon. Thankfully my brothers didn't want much of what was left of moms money. I told them it wasn't much and to please let me keep enough to last 3 months so I can try to decompress the last 3 years of pain and sorrow. They did. SO, tomorrow I am going to DHS and get my application started to become a CAREGIVER yep I am. Lisa, my moms carer is helping me get in the door. Normally it takes quite some time to get on the list and find an employer but Lisa is already working for several people now that she no longer is here with mom and she needs someone to fill in for her or take over some clients. That means I am in and ready as soon as I get my #. I can work my own hours and I do have experience. I don't need a fortune, just enough to supplement the income I have coming in now.
sigh.... what to do again today? Perhaps I will be proactive like Susan? Clothes strewn from chair to chair...bleh, If I put them all on my bed thinking I will be forced to put them up so I can sleep, I will just dump them on my desk. LOL, I do know me well. So perhaps I will just put the annoying things up and give this place a good cleaning so Monday will start fresh and clean clean :)
It's pouring down rain out there. It lets up briefly, only to downpour again. I was supposed to have some teenagers come do yard work to get things ready for Mom's big birthday party next month, but that's out since it's raining.
Woke up late this morning, so already a bad start to the day there. Came out to the living room to find Mom without her O2 on her face, and asked why. She said, "You might as well turn that thing off, it's not working anyway." So I start running the length of the O2 hose to see what might be the problem, and - aha! - it comes up cut in half! WTH?!? Upon closer inspection, I see....teeth marks. The &%&$^ cat *chewed* through Mom's O2 hose! Checked Mom's O2 sats - 83 - not good - hose replaced, O2 back on. Will call med. supply company tomorrow for more hoses.
Then, to top everything off, I'm just getting started working, having a full schedule of items to take care of for clients today, feeling productive and looking forward to marking these things completed....and my internet goes down. Another couple of hours lost before it comes back up, and I find out I need to purchase a new router.
So the new plan for today is:
-get as much client work done as possible, having lost several hours due to oversleeping and internet trouble.
-get the only spare room in the house (the "junk room") cleaned out and straightened so that the cat can start spending his nights in there - I'm not going to have him chewing through Mom's O2 hoses on a nightly basis! During the day, I can watch him - at night, he does as he pleases, so from now on, he'll do as he pleases in a closed room. It's either that, or he finds a new home. Since Mom loves the cat, that's not an option.
-try to get housework caught up. I *did* manage to get the laundry caught up yesterday, miracle of miracles.
JJude, i hear ya on the clothes. Mama has three huge closets, all full of beautiful clothes, even many still with tags because i had just gone shopping and found her some really pretty things just weeks before her fall. She only wears the little cotton hospital gowns now. Thank God for those. .i found some very pretty ones online that were reasonable and very easy care and pretty prints. .she looks so pretty. Anywhooo, i still have boxes and boxes of my clothes with no where to put them. I feel guilty moving Hers out to put mine in .
Well, new topic, and not a whine so much as a yahoo. I never thought I'd be so happy to see poo in my life. Mama has been having that issue and the senna and other stuff makes her feel so bad i try to go the route of a glycerin suppository instead. I decide to take one of the beautiful red delicious apples i bought and blend it into two of her ensures, with the peel no less. I added a tad of vanilla and a tad of cinnamon and blended it totally and she drank it all and TADA!!! Houston we have poo....thank goodness...
Sorry yall. ...i never thought I'd see the day i could write a whole paragraph about that.
After about 15 minutes she eventually sat on the bed and I got each hanger out and said I want one one of two words from you keep or charity. now this isnt difficult (Oh yes it is)
1st hanger keep 2nd hanger keep you know where this is going dont you. 40th hanger keep. In the end I said to her you dont know how to play this game do you. her reply - I dont know why you want to throw my clothes away...............I didnt Mum you did....dont be silly you are stupid just wait till my daughter gets home Im going to tell her all about you.. Yes well OK then!!! what is it the youth of today say? WHATEVVA!
Hope, still praying for yours to return safe and sound!
As for the birds, for some reason we are seeing a lot of hawks, and they prey on the smaller birds. My cats haven't brought home a bird to me in a couple of years now.... thank goodness.
My male cat will bring home a chipmunk and let it loose in the house... oh, thanks, Charlie... it's never physically injured and usually knows its way back out the door until Charlie brings him home again.
Glad you put your foot down with a firm hand re your cousin. You don't need to be taking that one. does she have a definite diagnosis of ALS? Lots of the things you describe sound like MS. If it is ALS I think it is about 2 years from diagnosis to death except if you are Stephen Hawkin and I certainly would not want to be out and about in his state but he has a brilliant mind and much to still contribute. Ms is extremely difficult to diagnose and many people have it for 10 years or more before they get a definite diagnosis. But I totally support you being unwilling to care for her
Another thought is why move anyway, you certainly don't want to and ex does not seem in any kind of rush, so why not just become room mates? you are always free to move on and if he had had someone waiting in the wings he would have been long since gone even if he still had to pay house expenses from afar. Think up some fancy title like executive home consultant. You are a writer you should have enough imagination for that.
Go girl, it's not the work it's the house that's holding you back and it really is too soon after Mum's death to make such a big move. Hugs
As for the nighttime chorus outside your window, that would drive me bonkers, too. One reason I get my felines inside before dark.
Jude the guy went to jail last night. Cops came to do report. He ran his mouth then told my husband he was gonna beat his a** and cussed him out. Robert told cop that he wanted to get him out of here. Cop called later alcohol PCP and prescription meds for a back condition. Oh and did I mention folks with cellphones to cover black teenager arrested by white cop? Hope we don't have protest here grrrr
Oh wait that only happens in Utopia