Hello again
Today when I got to the hospital, the nurse pulled me aside and told me they had to put mom on intravenous as she is dehydrated. And they don't know why.
Now mom is not happy about having this in her arm. Well, it is the protection that surrounds the tube and needle, that bothers mom the most. Mom immediately wanted me to remove this and take out the intravenous. But I couldn't and wouldn't, I explained it was for her own good and what it was for. Mom understood, but wanted it out anyway. You see, mom is right handed and that is the arm they put it in
Now this pissed mom off, greatly. Enough to make her punch me. When I arrived their, before dinner. I was doing something and then wham, I was punched in the face. This happened at least 6 times tonight. Mom is mad and I would rather her take it out on me than the staff. But each time I was busy doing something for her, and she caught me off guard.
Mom has Dementia and part of the condition is the mood swings and the angry. I have seen this in her many times. But mom has never punched me like this before. I am OK. She has a good swing, I am a little sore though. But mom did not hit the staff. This is a good thing. I did not even tell the staff any of this. But one of the staff members saw the first hit, when I got their. Everyone rushed over and I just told them I am OK and it is OK. Mom has a good right hook.
Today, was a crying day for me, I just could not stop crying. OK I did while on the buses, but as soon as I got off the water works started again. Of course I held back while visiting with mom.
It is just that it is a few days away from Christmas and I made the mistake of walking through the mall and well it hit me very hard. That I have nothing and I can't make my mother a great Christmas. And shower her with gifts and a few for myself.
You know, I love my mother, but it is hard to watch her like this and to watch her loose a little of her abilities. I am there and I don't stop from the moment I get their and until I go. I need to get their earlier so I can just hand out with her. Or go over to the hospital or the other flours and check them out.
I am going now. I am just to depressed to write. I was not even going to write anything for a while. But I needed to let y'all know what is happening with her.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
