Thursday, January 6, 2011
January 5, 2011 Hump day is almost over
Good evening everyone! Today was a nice day. I got some much needed time away from the house and got alot done that I haven't been able to. I never realized how fast 4 hours goes. The new medicine seemed to work pretty well. Mom talked alot of the night. I left the baby monitor on so I could hear her since it was the first time on this new medicine. She was awake at about 9:30-10:00. I gave her her medicine so she would be calm when the Hospice aid came. She cries out so when I help her get out of bed. She will say "Oh no, Mom no". Her face is all screwed up seemingly in pain and she cries but there are no tears. She will sit on the edge of the bed for a couple of minutes and I'll rub her back and feet and within a minute or so she's okay. She's wobbly for about a half hour but, after that the race is on and there goes Martha heading for the home stretch. So yeah, I went off on a bunny trail, but I'm back. The aid came and we decided Mom should try and eat since she was up and about and eating is more important at this point than bathing. I had been hearing this kind of sizzling noise coming only from Mom's bedroom register and the bathroom register. So I called my ever faithful Kip and he came over. Lo and behold the pipe had broken right at an elbow and the pipe was something that needed a special tool to fix it. Kip called Lester Constable (Tom where were you I needed you) and he came at some point because when I came home from Oneonta the water was on and everything was working. No bill yet though!!!!! The aids said Mom was good for them but, really didn't care about eating. Hospice keeps telling me this is normal. The mother in me wants to see her eat because you know how our Moms used to say"eat you"ll feel better" but this definitely doesn't apply here. The afternoon aid for today had a good time with Mom and I liked her. She did say Mom was antsy and kept wondering where that woman was (me I think). As the aid and I were talking Mom fell asleep and slept even when Dolly came and Nova barked. Man she was snoring. No Shannon, I don't think it was as bad as me!! All of a sudden after Dolly had been here for awhile Mom just came awake, terrified. I held her in my arms and comforted her but she cried and shook for the longest time. I covered her and gave her one of her babies and she relaxed and dozed for awhile. I guess she had some sort of dream or something. I felt worse than when one of the girls awakened with a bad dream, at least they could tell me what was wrong. Well, her nap gave her her second wind. After some doing I got her to eat quite a bit and she drank a whole Ensure. She was cleaning off the dryer, arranging things on the counter and fighting with the dog over the garbage can. I don't know where the rest of this journey will take us but, I am really trying to enjoy it. I will say she makes me laugh with some of the things she says and does. Last night she wouldn't eat so I told her that Mom (Grandma Harvey) wanted her to eat it. She kind of rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. Then I said,"Now you don't want to get Mom mad, you what that's like" - ya know - she ate the rest of dinner. Some things stay burned in our minds no matter how battered our brains may be. Hope everyone had a good day today and enjoyed the snow. Talk with ya'll tomorrow.
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Thank you for the kind compliment! I'm so glad you had a good day with Aunt Martha. I think of both of you often and always pray for a good day. You are one strong woman and she would be so proud if she knew how well you take care of her. It's funny how no matter what age you are, you always feel compelled to listen to your mom.
I love your blog, you write so well! My dad and I were talking about it the other night and we both thought that you have a gift for it. You should be an author. You can pull people in and make them feel like they are there, and that is a gift in itself.
I agree with Heather and Tom, Mom. You write so well. I too am pulled right into your day when I read your blog. I see it, feel it, laugh and cry. Maybe you missed your calling as a writer.... But it's never too late. :-)I find that I express myself so much more clearly in writing than in speaking. And I find writing to be very therapeutic. Must be I get it from you. :-)
Love to you and Grams.
can you imagine the stories you could write!!! you could cover all genres! im glad grams is doing better. hope you have a good night. love you and grams.
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