04-27-2019, 07:53 PM
And so I'm back, in the living room of my youth, watching the sunset through the window still stained by that unfortunate cat.
My mom is doing much better and even wheeled herself out of her room into the den - first time she's used the door we cut on her own. We're trying to figure out the bathroom - she almost do it herself although I did get her a new bedpan this morning. It's just that back brace although she managed to almost put it on by herself. My biggest worry is she's really ditzy after 4 months of opiods and her balance isn't great. I don't want her to twist or slip and pop her fusion bars or something worse. I had to tell her to take it easy, take off the brace, and not try to do everything, because she just got home.
My patience is gone. So many things trigger me - her random calls for things she's forgotten, her constant questions about thing we just talked about. I know it's the meds and her age and perhaps that's why it upsets me so. I just get so angry.
Tomorrow is the first judges meeting, so I must leave her on her own for about 5 hours in the middle of the day. I think she'll be fine though. I'll have to do this again on Wednesday. The countdown to TCEC is in full force now. The rehab scheduled a Doctor's appt on Monday, right in the middle of our first home care person which we're paying like $30+ an hour for - so I'll go to work, then come back for the appt, then go back to work. Then Tuesday the OT/PT/RN/Social workers start calling, scheduling appts the night prior. And this is just the beginning.
My mom is doing much better and even wheeled herself out of her room into the den - first time she's used the door we cut on her own. We're trying to figure out the bathroom - she almost do it herself although I did get her a new bedpan this morning. It's just that back brace although she managed to almost put it on by herself. My biggest worry is she's really ditzy after 4 months of opiods and her balance isn't great. I don't want her to twist or slip and pop her fusion bars or something worse. I had to tell her to take it easy, take off the brace, and not try to do everything, because she just got home.
My patience is gone. So many things trigger me - her random calls for things she's forgotten, her constant questions about thing we just talked about. I know it's the meds and her age and perhaps that's why it upsets me so. I just get so angry.
Tomorrow is the first judges meeting, so I must leave her on her own for about 5 hours in the middle of the day. I think she'll be fine though. I'll have to do this again on Wednesday. The countdown to TCEC is in full force now. The rehab scheduled a Doctor's appt on Monday, right in the middle of our first home care person which we're paying like $30+ an hour for - so I'll go to work, then come back for the appt, then go back to work. Then Tuesday the OT/PT/RN/Social workers start calling, scheduling appts the night prior. And this is just the beginning.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse