Thursday, October 27, 2011

The journey

Hello again

First I am writing about mom's chain and cross. It is disgusting that someone would take this from a senior with dementia. It is sacrilegious. Burn in hell. GOD will get you. I am writing and will write this as to maybe shame them into returning it.

Yesterday mom said to me she wanted me to bring Zulfiya over. Well let her come over for a visit. Mom thinks I am lonely and she does not want me to be alone. Mom is thinking of her own mortality. Knowing that someday she will be gone and that I will be all alone.. Which is so true. No family left than. But mom is not going anywhere for a long time. But I understand what she is saying.

No one wants to be alone and besides visiting with mom. I am alone. Even though I have roommates. I can not stand their disgusting ways. And I need to get out of here.

But being completely broke is not doing it for me. Not getting out. But I have a feeling something is going to happen. Or as I feel, is happening now. In the works. This is what I believe. I need it to happen now. As I have written Zulfiya and told her not to come. I do have a few days left to write her back and say come on over. As mentioned I need a place of my own, in White Rock and furniture and funds for hook ups and the ability to show her around.

GOD let this happen very soon. Please now. I just feel that my life is changing and changing now.

I need to hire a lawyer to take on the hospital so I can get mom the proper treatment she deserves. Instead of the doctor telling me that as long as mom is under our care you do what we say. Come on now. This is the basis's for legal advice.

I believe as a psychologist that treatment is the way to take care of Alzheimer's patients. Not control as psychiatrists believe. Chemical and physical restraints. I want my mother treated. Mom does not walk unless I do it. And I have been banned from walking mom. And getting a waiver is taking the hospitals time. Which is forever.

Mom wants to get up and walk. I walk her in the room, anyways. Mom needs it and that is just that. And mom has an infection on her leg and I have been treating it. With GOD's treatment and they just keep putting on this vial cream and it needs to be open and not covered with this cream. I am using Tea tree oil and leaving the wound open to the air. After the first night, it was almost gone the next day. And then today it was starting to spread back to what it was two days ago. Just let me treat it and it will be healed in a matter of days. As it is, mom has had it for two weeks now. And nothing done.

Remember these nurses are psyciartic  nurses, not RN's They are not capable of treating infections. Now if do not stop putting on the ointment, I will just take her to the hospital, across the way.

So I have an ad on Craigslist and I am getting many responses. The latest is a 2 bedroom Rancher. Well this is something I could do. My own home. No one to bother me. No people upstairs.

Now I got to mom's late tonight and was not able to give her the dinner I brought her. So tomorrow I will be doing this. I wish I could bring her dinner every night. When mom told me she wanted me to find someone. I cried. My mother loves me.

Mom had some mago's for desert and then wanted her nightly beauty treatment. And at the same time put the tea tree oil on her wound.

I would like to put this blog into a book. Part 1 and two or three more books to come. I just need someone to help me do this. Such as Oprah. What I have written is the truth and it is about our journey together, and all the ups and downs. And the disgusting treatment my mother has received by the hands of the hospitals and homes. I know exactly when mom started to loose her speech. I was when the doctor put mom on the anti psychotic medication. That is when everything went down hill.

I have at least 1000 pages I have written so far. This needs to be published so all can see exactly what it is really like for your loved one's and what you both go through. The emotions and the devastation of your own life.

Well I need to go to bed I am beat. This bus trip takes its toll on me. Just the sitting for two and a half hours.

GOD Bless and good night

Kris