Hello again
So last night I got to visit mom and her hair had been cut. Not by a professional, but by my sister. I was growing it out so I could curl it. To bad the staff don't listen to what anyone says. Oh yea, it is me, whom they don't listen too.
Only the one who is her caregiver. It is not like my sister does anything for my mother. Oh right. She takes things that don't belong to her. As in jewelry, clothing and cosmetic products. This is why I can't leave anything their. It will be gone.
My sister already took a whole basket of Biotherm products from my mother. Without even a second thought.
I am so tired of this, nonsense. The law has to get involved.
I brought mom Chinese food tonight. And last night I brought her seafood enchiladas. Which I made when I got home the night before. Yes that is right. I travel 7 hours a day. Then I get home and cook or bake for mom. And last night I made her a lemon pie, after I got home at 11:30 pm. And tonight I made the big salad mom likes.
Red pepper, yellow pepper, orange pepper, bean sports, cucumber, crimini mushrooms, white mushrooms and spinach. Now I will bring this to her tomorrow with a portion of the seafood and chicken enchilada, but the salad will have prawns on it. Covered with extra old white Cheddar and a creamy lemon herb dressing. That is mom's dinner tonight. And for her desert, the lemon pie. Which I will be making another one tonight. Extra lemony. This time I will use real lemon's instead of the bottled lemon juice. This takes place of the 1/3 cup of water.
And I will eat her leftovers, as I always do.
last night, Friday, mom was so happy to see me. She always messes up my hair. She thinks I wear it to perfectly. And she gave me heck about wearing the black shirt again. Mom does not like it anymore. But I keep telling her, it is all I have.
Mom ate her Chinese food and then the lemon pie. I don't bother to cut a slice. It is all for mom anyways. None will be eaten by me. That is just the way it is. When I make something for mom, it is for mom and mom only. Not me. Just as when I buy her fruit or snacks or her drinks. Except for the coke. After a day or two, it is very flat. So I get her another one and I finish that one. Well I have three bottles of flat coke in my fridge. I am not a pop drinker. I just like my tea and water.
After the dinner, mom was ready for her nightly spa treatment. Mom lets me know it is time, by running her hand on my face. It is such a beautiful thing to feel her hand on my face. And mom knowing that I know it is time for her spa treatment. Or when she needs her ears cleaned, or she wants her hair washed. Mom just uses her hand, as the staff crippled her left arm. So it is only the right arm that she can use. And I will always state that it was the staff that did this to her. As in the fact that mom can't stand up anymore. As their is now something wrong with her left leg. She is in pain, and I just noticed, less than a week ago. By the expression on her face.
I wanted to and would walk her, and they told me I couldn't and now she can't use her left leg. Isn't that funny. Don't you thinks. Just as in her right shoulder and arm.
Tonight's spa treatment I was extra gentle, And rubbed her temples when I washed her face. This relaxed her very much. And when it was time for her to go to bed. Mom was ready. A full meal, great desert. And a spa treatment.
So I would have to say I lied about not having any clothing. I do. I have two brand new, never been worn suits. One navy blue and the other black. Pure wool. 3 button. But they are size 46 tall with a 40 in waist. I am now a 42 reg. I paid $400.00 a piece for them. With a 34 in waist. I have 4 pairs of wool dress pants 38 " waist never been hemmed. I am size 34 " waist. And I paid $100.00 a piece for the pants. I also have 5 pairs of Dockers that have never been worn. Again size 38, I am a loose 34. The belt I have, I have had to put another whole in it. 6 in from the last whole on the belt. I have a brand new belt, dress belt. Size 40. Not going to ruin it by putting a whole in it. And I tried on the suit jacket. WoW. It is now a dress on me. So huge. And the pants, being a 40 " waist. Nothing will hold them up.
So I do have clothing, but for the fat me. I bought these dress cloths over a year ago. When I actually had some money. Who knew a year latter I would be a percentage of the size I was. It was the starvation diet I was on. And now, I am never really hungry. And if I am, I have 0 taste. Nothing tastes.
Mom drinks allot of liquid when I get their. And she has the mung mouth. When you have not had anything to drink for a while you develop a layer of film on the sides of your mouth.
I think I will speak to a judge and find out what I can do about them, Yes you.
So I love being their with mom and our visits. I love the smile on her face as I sing her to sleep at night. Yes she wants the music off and for me to sing our nightly song.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
Yea, I am back, I needed to say this. Tonight, as I kissed my mother good night. And continued to sing to her. I started to cry. It just came upon me that one of these days, it will be the last time I get to kiss her good night and sing to her. I am crying like crazy right now as I write this. I don't know if I can handle it. I don't want my mom to go. I need her. And she needs me. I love her dearly. And I have never been able to show emotions like I do with mom. I hug her, I kiss her all the time during our visits. I can't get enough of it. Mom holds my hand the whole time I am their. And this is the way she wants it and I will never deny her of what she wants.
She knows when I arrive. I see her reaching out her arm for me. To grab my hand and not let go. I love to write poetry. And I will write one for my mother and share it with y'all.
