Hello again
Tonight mom barely ate again. I was able to bring her prawns, which she really likes and she only ate 4 of them. And I brought a dozen of them. She didn't even eat any of the dinner that the hospital supplied.
She only ate one half of a papaya, not normal. But she did eat, two gold kiwi's. And a couple of her lidnt chocolates.
Mom is just tired when I get their and all she wants to do is go to bed. And at 6 pm at that. OK it is usually 7 pm when she is in bed. Well no, when I bring her back to her room, I put her in the bed. It is easier to give her the spa treatment, as I can raise the bed up.
My back is not any better. And now, just taking the bus is hurting me. When I get off the bus I am in extreme pain and all hunched over. It takes a great amount of effort to straighten my back out.
And again today, I wanted to get to see mom early, so I went through Surrey. Well once again, I was forced to get up to allow two strollers on. And the one person, took up two seats. But their I stand, with my cane and the bus driver doing nothing.
Again, a person with a visible disability has priority seating. But in Surrey the bus drivers don't want the hassle.
So this means I have to take the long way around in order for me to be able to sit. And now, no matter what, my back is hurting me. I am injured.
This is something I didn't need at this point in my life. But it will not stop me from going to see mom.
Now back to mom. I am not sure what to do. I don't have the money to keep making her dinners. And the PGT is playing a game, as usual.
I need to get a bunch of ensure. This way she can get nutrition. The drinks are full of vitamins. Now the problem is getting the PGT forking out cash to cover this.
And I have received no response on the photo's that are in storage. There is really nothing in storage, except a few pictures and the trunk with the photo's in it.
Now I want the trunk. And I will restore all the photo's. I have the software and the skill. I need a printer.
Now I have my inside telling me to pack. And pack I will
So tonight, I took mom outside for a few moments after dinner and then for her spa treatment.
By the time I finish her feet, mom is just completely relaxed. The staff change her and then I finish off by putting lotion on her arms and hands. Different lotion for each. Tonight I was trying to finish off her manicure and I put nail polish on her.
I should of did this when I arrived, as I think I have allot of work to do tomorrow, so I can fix what I messed up. It was getting dark when I started tonight. , and I should of just waited. But I started to do this a few days ago and wanted to finish her nails off.
I need to move to White Rock and that is all that is to it. I have to be closer to mom, she really needs me now more than ever. Yes I have said this over and over again. But I have too.
Mom has Dementia and lung cancer. She is showing sign's of forgetting who I am. Not good. This is the time I really need to be with her the most.
I am wondering if anyone actually understands what this is like. Or even cares. This is a very hard thing to deal with. I leave my pain and most of my emotions at the door. So mom doesn't see that I am in pain, both physically and emotionally.
How much worse off is it for my mother. Her life is slipping away from her. And she is being treated with no dignity. And this will make mom go down hill faster.
This is a problem and I will have to file a complaint with the human rights tribunal. And/or go to court.
All I can do is hug her and hold her tight and cry.
I don't get it. I need to be their for mom, no one else is. I have nothing and I really need to move to White Rock. I have to spend as much time with her as I can.
I don't have the time to do anything else. Frankly, mom needs me so I should be available for her. Again no mater what. I can do everything afterwards
This is something that I need everyone to understand. I only have mom left for family. No one else. And I have to be their for her. Yes I have sister's but let's face it, we don't speak now, we won't speak afterwards. Oh no, my number is available for them and time.
And the bitch is trying to make the decisions for mom. And bad mouthing me to the management. She is not there enough or even care enough to make any decisions for mom. Only I am.
Please understand this y'all. We only have one mother and she is very important to each of us. And mine is important to me.
Living in Coquitlam is to far away, in case anything should happen.
I have nothing and need everything. As long as get a place in White Rock, I don't care if I sleep on the floor or eat off of paper plates. Or even eat. I just need a place by myself. So I can have mom over.
As long as I get out their. And I do need help with this.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
