Hello again
Again a few days since I last wrote. Mom is still in pain and this week she will have the tooth removed. Isn't it interesting that I, not being their all the time, am the one who first noticed the problem with her tooth. But the staff, always with her, couldn't even bother to see that something was up.
It is a shame that people get treated that way. Ignored, pushed aside and not taken care of adequately. That one has to sit in their own soiled diapers for hours at a time. And because mom can't speak up for herself, they do this to her.
Wait, if she could speak for herself, they would just drug her into submission. This isn't new and it does not just happen to my mother. It is an epidemic of abuse against the most vulnerable member's of our society.
These are the individuals who built our nations, gave us what we have today. They fought for our freedoms, built our infrastructures and many died in the process. Without them, were would we be.
We hide our parents, out of sight, out of mind.
Yes, it is not all of us the have the capacity to be a caregiver to our loved one's. We are all not able to deal with thwart loss of our parents cognitive abilities and watch them decline into a world of darkness and forgetfulness. To see our once strong and helpful parents become reliant upon us for all their needs. To need us to feed them, to change them, to put them into bed. To deal with the decline of their emotional wellbeing. To see a once docile individual become aggressive and quickly agitated.
We all don't have the necessary energy and stamina to be affective as a careviver. Plus the patience it requires to be their for them.
I thank GOD that HE has given me these gifts. It is not always easy. It is very hard at times. Especially when I don't have the money to be able to make mom dinners. And her looking in my bag or reaching for containers, thinking there is somethings I forgot to put out at dinner for her. I cry at these moment's that I can't give a proper meal.
It is especially hard at this timeof the year This actually is the worst year ever. It is two weeks before Christmas and I already know I can't afford a Christmas present for mom. I know I don't have the funds to make her home cooked meals. To buy her a nice box of chocolates for Christmas.
I don't even have the money to even buy groceries for me to even eat or buy a warm winter jacket. I layer up each day and am still cold.
I still would and will go without so I can make mom happy with home cooked meals and a few nice Christmas presents.
But the big scrooge is not going to do anything about it. Or, so far, is not going anything to make this happen. So far.
There is still two weeks to go GOD willing
I am in White Rock now. Have to find a wifi spot to send this
I am in White Rock now and located a wifi spot so I will finish for now.
My phone is not working. No cell service or data. Could not afford the bill or even a prepaid plan. This bothers me the most. No way for moms place to contact me, if an emergency should arise. I asked the powers that be for help. No luck. They say it is not important for the hospital to reaching me. NOT IMPORTANT I am the one who is their all the time and am moving out here to do more for mom. To continue to fight for her rights. To make sure mom is being treated properly.
I understand my sisters are busy. That is OK. I am here for her
Until later on
GOD bless
Kris Schmuland
