Do I really need to........

Hello again

It still bothers me about the email telling me to get a grip on reality.

Well I think I have a perfect grip on reality. In 10 years that I have been dealing with Alzheimer's and Dementia in my family. I have not once come across anyone else who even comes close to what I do for their loved one.

Where mom is now. I see maybe 5 people on a regular basis's that care enough to come and visit, more than once a week or every two weeks.
And my asking for help. Why shouldn't I ask for help. If a dog can get $18,000.00 in donations, I think why wouldn't a human being get that much and more.

Get a job, Buy me a car, so I can get to my mother's for her dinner time.

ONCE AGAIN. I LEAVE MY HOUSE AT 1;30 EVERYDAY. TO GET TO OCEANSIDE FOR 5:00

Then I don't even get home until. Well I just walked in the door. I arrived home early tonight. Then I sat down and started to write this.

I had nothing for mom, for dinner tonight. And it turns out that tonight would of been a very good night to have something for her.

What she was given tonight would not even be considered dinner by your standards. A little bit of cut up Turkey. Rice, which mom does not want and boiled, canned string beans. Where is the nutrition in this. Plain rice, nothing. Boiled string beans, nothing. As I say and will continue to say, If you boil something, you might as well drink the water that you boiled it in. As there is absolutely no nutrition left in the vegetable after you boil it.

Mom ate the turkey, after I put BBQ sauce on it. Yes I brought BBQ sauce. And that was it for that dinner. It is lucky, all I had was a Asian pear and a little bit of cheese left. Plus a frozen dessert. Which I made from the fruit that was going to go bad. So I always throw it in the freezer and make a frozen dessert out of it.

This is all she had for dinner tonight. She was not impressed and neither was I. I broke down several times on the way their today. Because I had nothing for her. I got their late  because of it.

It is very hard to not be able to give mom a good meal at night. It takes it's toll on me. And mom sees this too.

I could not even buy her a fresh coke or a new juice. And especially the water she likes. I took in my roommates empties and bought the pear with that. This is how broke I actually am.

Now mom is moving on Monday. You think it would be a good thing. Well in a way it is . She is leaving the care of the staff from Riverview.

But little to my surprise. The social worker neglected to tell me, after several dozen conversations on this subject. That it is a shared room.

The social worker did willfully mislead me into thinking it was her own room. By omission of the fact. Gross misconduct on their part.

A pattern that is and has been apparent from the start. It is in my sister's best interest that he has in mind.

With statements like. "They don't have to cross the bridge to get here. It is a straight drive down 16 th Avenue for them to get here. It is closer for them."

I always come back with They drive and I don't, so who cares what they think, when the one comes once a week and the other never comes.  I am here every single day and you still allow them to take mom's possession's. Her jewelry, clothing etc...  After many conversations with me about they are not to remove anything/.

 Well, I have gone to the Police about this and something is going to be done about it.

I said I would if everything is not returned.

This is just the start. This is the last straw.

If the social worker told me that it was a shared room. He knew I would of stopped this move in it's tracks. This is a malicious action taken on behalf of the social worker. Knowing full well I would not of allowed such a move.

Now my mother is going to suffer. We spend time together in private. I feed her in her room. I give her the nightly spa treatment in her room. We listen to music, we sing, I sing to her.

Her privacy is gone. How is this beneficial to my mother's health and well being. It detracts from this. And it is going to cause mom undue stress. Having to be forced to live with someone, after living in and having a private room.

The social worker knew well in advance that it and most of the rooms in the Al Hogg building were shared rooms.

But not once did he mention it to me. Because he knew that I would of said no.

By all means mom is not stuck their. I will do everything in my power to change this. Yes it is not good for mom to keep moving. But to force someone into a situation that they know is not conducive to better health and well being. Is completely malicious.

I am not a nasty person. But I will take heed to anyone who hurts my mother. And I will react. Not verbally. But civilly. We have courts and I plan on using them

Mom is moving, as I said, and when anyone moves they need things. Since, where she is now, they do not allow anything. She can now have things.

I wanted to go into the place this weekend and decorated it for her. So when she moves on Monday, it would be relaxing for her. Visually appealing.


The PGT is doing exactly what they always do when mom moves. "Does she need it" No she needs nothing. Let's leave her room bare, with nothing in it. So it looks like a cold unhappy place to live.

They did this before, and I settled and ICBC claim early so I went out and bought mom a brand new bedroom suite. Since my sister's took everything that my parents owned when they conned mom and dad into selling their house in Coquitlam.

What happened to this furniture. Your guess is as good as mine. I bought beautiful prints, that I had framed to match each other. Everything was ruined and then disappeared. Without a trace. Except for a few items, which were completely ruined and scratched beyond help.

So now on top of the fact that I have nothing to make and bring mom for dinner, I have no coin to buy her the drinks and snacks she likes. I can't go in and decorate her new place. So the move, and living with someone will be made somewhat easier.

And my aunt is now in White Rock, as it is time for her. And a few blocks away. I wanted to take her their on Monday. Well, weather permitting, I can at least do this. I wanted to get mom a nice dinner, from the best fish and chip place in White Rock. Down on the walk, by the beach.

Not going to happen.

Mom needs a TV and a stereo that I can download the type of music mom listens too. Or at least have a CD player so I can burn music.

The TV, so I can bring Variety shows, that she use to watch, and enjoyed. Beautiful pictures/prints for her part of the wall.

Now I know someone from the Al Hogg pavilion may have or are reading this. So I want to let you know that I don't know anything about you. And I have only had a problem with the staff of Riverview.

I watched for three years, and I saw things that would make you scream and your skin crawl. I don't blame them for any of this mess.

I blame only the social worker, for his malicious omission of the fact it was a shared accommodation and the PGT for their usual Crap.

The abuse my mother has suffered at the hands of the PGT and Riverview. Mom should be walking, as she can.

And if I make any complaints. The director makes threats against me. Stating that she will ban me from seeing my mother.

You know I don't care about me at all.  I will eat popcorn for dinner as I have been doing for the last week. I have none anymore, so I go without again. Oh well. I just care about getting things for mom, Getting mom her drinks and snacks. Give her dinners every night, as I can.

This and this alone is my sole purpose. To make mom as comfortable as possible. To give the best, and to give her everything.

As you can tell I have been and am extremely pissed.

So GOD forgive me and GOD bless

Good night.

Kris

Please excuse me for my lengthy rant.

My parents

Hello again.

I am one of the lucky individuals who gets to have a once in a lifetime opportunity to show what I am worth. To actually be completely committed to the needs of another individual.

These opportunities do not come around everyday. And not to everyone. But I was and am blessed with such an opportunity.

These opportunities provide a new incite to one's self. To be able to grow and give of one's self. Freely, without compromise.

I have had and have the luxury of being their for my father the day he passed away. And now, I am their for mom, doing everything that one can do to make sure her life is great.

I don't do enough, though. I need to do more and more.

Mom and dad worked hard all their life to build a future for us kids. Some chose the married life, while I on the other hand,. Decided to seek knowledge. Yes I have been married and that was great. It did not work out. But I received a great education and work experience down in the states.

I have sought knowledge ever since. Especially when dad developed Alzheimer's. And then mom, I made it my passion to know as much as I can about the disease. Alternative treatments and the psychology behind dealing with and living with someone who has this horrible disease.

Communicating with those with Alzheimer's. Mom being my life and learning and growing from being around her. It is fantastic to know that mom is still in their. She may not speak as we do. But mom knows what is happening. And understands.

This is the problem I have, they don't seem to think mom knows what is going on. And they treat her like that.

Abuse is a major problem in the care homes and the other's who are involved with the elderly with this disease. I see it, I write about it. I deal with it. In different ways, than most would. I am creative about it.  I don't have a problem writing this. I enjoy it. I enjoy fighting for my mother's rights and I am going to put an end to the use of certain drugs given to our loved one's.

Maybe not now, but someday. Soon.

I write the truth about what is going on. Day to day. This is my life, my mother's life. I don't exaggerate about anything.

As in tonight. I brought mom a great dinner. Lemon pepper prawns. With avocado on the side. She loved it. And for me, I am now going to make my dinner. Popcorn and toast. Only the best for mom.

But it will be sparse for a bit now. I am  broke and I will try to get what I can for mom.  But no more dinners for a while. That is the way I cook for mom. I make mom dinners she deserves. The best, with actual taste.

But I digress and have to go now.

Remember the PGT states that they are their to stop abuse. But what a bunch of ...........................hog wash

There is time for everything, time to make money, set up shop, and do research. And when I do make money, I will be putting all back into building a home that will be based on principles of caring, compassion and understanding. Based on respect that our loved one's deserve. A place that deals with alternative treatments. And is full of life. Music being a key to healing. Nature and the outdoors are extremely important to one's mind. The tranquility of the sound of water, the animals and the smells.

I have plenty of time to do all of this. But now, my time is needed being their for my mother. Yes I live like a popper. And I make sure mom gets the best first. Oh well. I am use to it. I do ask for help. I would rather it be this way. Mom eating Lemon pepper prawns and me popcorn. I can't eat much anyways. Nothing tastes any good to me anymore.

I use to love chicken wings, not so much. And prawns, they are OK. I guess. There are a few left over from her dinner and I am not really into eating them. But I will, so they don't go to waste. That or the crows will eat them. Or my raccoon. Junior B

I only have one helping of chicken, seafood enchilada's left. For mom tomorrow/tonight's dinner. No more groceries after that.

I will wait on GOD.

GOD bless and good night

Kris

We are

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So as to what is happening. Because the bags I have are falling apart. I lost what I bought for mom today. I did not even notice until I was unpacking at mom's.

I am using the superstore reusable bags. I have one large bag inside another large bag.  Plus two other smaller bags. I guess I didn't put the bag in correctly. And noticed a very large hole in the bags, And nothing.

I am not even flush. As they would say. I spend everything on mom, I do believe  have $3.00 left in the bank. I can get her a coke from the dollar store. And maybe a piece of fruit.

If I take my roommates empties in, I might be able to get her the water she likes.

In White Rock, it is hard water, and does not taste very good.

When leaving tonight. I got to the bus stop and there goes the one bus and as I was walking to another bus stop, that one went by as well.

I walk with a cane and not very fast. I was waving and nothing.

Great isn't it.

So I just love visiting my mother. It is the best feeling in the world. Nothing I have ever experienced before . Unconditional love for another. What a concept. One I never thought of before.

To look after your parent. And be their for her no matter what I feel like. Or if I even want to go or not. But going anyways. As mom can't leave, without someone taking her out.

And by all means, my sister's don't have the where with all to do anything like this. Even though, once again, the van was taken away from me to give to her. So she could do things for mom.

Never happened and will never will. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have also been thinking about these things for awhile now. I don't even care if I get a girl friend or not. It just doesn't bother me one way or another.

I have a post up and get letters from women from different parts of the world. But it also seems that they are not who they say they are. Well, actually, not at all. They go along with the letters back and forth. And then they ask for money for something or another.

Little do they know, they have the wrong person. I am no where near gullible.

So I love it when mom falls asleep holding my hand at night. And the fact she likes to hold my hand the entire time I am their.

Makes me feel like someone actually cares about me. Oh yea Poor Me. No, not poor me. I am not one to be hugged. Or I don't even like to be touched. It is a space thing.

Mom gets so relaxed after her spa treatment, she falls asleep waiting to get ready for bed. But when they finally come, I mean finally, come to get her ready for bed. Mom gets made and they complain about it. By saying things like "she is so mad." Let's see, your asleep and then get  awaken to be manipulated in positions that you don't want to be put into. And they say she gets mad. After they put mom into bed. It takes me a while to calm her down to the point where she is ready to go to sleep again.

No matter what I think or feel, I will never stop going to see mom daily.

GOD bless and good night.

Oh yea, The PGT.

They write me telling me that the hospital might not release any funds to me, So I write back letting them know, that it this is the case, I will be providing a list of what mom likes on a daily bassis'. And the cosmetic products she uses and where to get the best deal on it. Or exactly, where I go and get them and when I purchase so much I get $50.00 worth of product free. And since the products are expensive.Well fairly expensive. I can usually get a $100.00 worth of product.

Now the PGT is not ready to deal yet. The key word here is YET! I don't negotiate, but I will offer up something that is good for them and the hospital.

They both should really think about it and decide in my favour. It is beneficial to both of them.

I have some plans that need to be taken care of. And my plans are to make sure I can look after mom and provide her with everything she needs and wants. These plans will take a few years to complete. Provided things work out. But I need them to work out now.

I can't get a student loan for the summer semester, as I own them and have not made payments in several years. After speaking with them, I just have to provide my tax receipts for the last 10 years. And to prove that I was not able to make payments. As I have been spending my time helping to look after my parents.

Nothing to lie about here. I have put well over 100,000 miles on this body, traveling all over the lower mainland. And I put over 10,000 miles on a single pair of runners from Nike. Before they literally fell apart. Thanks Nike for making a great pair of shoes.

It is only time that we all have

Hello again

Happy Easter y'all

So I am feeling really bad again. As I don't feel I am a good enough son. I cant take mom anywhere. Besides out around the building. I can only take her out for an hour at a time,. I don't know why this is .

But I do believe this. That I am where I am to be. If I was married with children, it would be hard. no almost impossible for me to spend the time I do with mom.

But I am not, and I believe that this is where GOD wants me to be, exactly right now. At this time in my life and I would not want it any other way. Because this is exactly where I want to be.

I am extremely happy that this is my job. And I do what I do for my mother because I can and love to do it.

My only problem is that my bags are wrecked. The one bag is falling apart. The strap broke tonight, while on the skytrain. So what will I do, I will try to fix it tonight. Some how.

OK that is one of my problems. I do have many, but don't we all.

As I say over and over again. Ye who is without sin, let them cast the first stone.

I need new bags to carry moms things. Which is the only things in all the bags I carry. A back pack and a portfolio type bag is what I need. Don't worry, I am not asking anyone for help.

I seek help for my mother. I need money for a funeral. No she is not dieing anytime soon. But I have to start getting it together. As my sisters want as much as they can get and will cheap out on the funeral as they did with dad. A veteran, who could of had a free veterans funeral. And this is what they want for mom. Even though mom wants to be buried, and buried where her parents are. And I will do everything I can to make sure this happens.

Mom is going to get the funeral she wants. But by the grace of GOD, mom is healthy and strong. And mom is not going anywhere, anytime soon.

Now, I have given the PGT a way of not having to deal with me anymore. But of course they are so obstinate that they say no.

I have sisters who do nothing for mom. Not even flowers for Easter. And my younger sister did not even bother to come around.

Then their is the social worker, who kiss my sisters ass. It is closer for them to visit my mother. Then her bitches about the receipts for clothing.

I tell you this, Tell my sister to return all the things they took, clothing, jewelry etc.... and stop letting them take the stuff to begin with.

When mom moves, I will bring all the new clothes to her. And what is going on is a bunch of lies. There has been no bed opening up. BULLSHIT.

I want my mother out of their and I want her out of their now.

This is not nice to say, but seniors, in these places die all the time. And I know for a fact that there has been beds open up.

Now who is lying now. It is too easy to find out if anyone has passed away in the last many months.

What I will end with tonight is this:

We are given rare opportunities in life to show what type of person we truly are. We are given opportunities to help on another and show love to all. A person who will give completely of themselves for another.

What we do with these opportunities, is what makes us a caring and loved individual. Someone who others can look to for help and support. A person you know will be their in your time of crises.

I do believe I am such a person. And I show it daily. Yes I brag, but I have every reason to brag. As I do what we are taught to do. Love one another as we love ourselves.

And with this day, of Christs Resurrection, we all should know that Christ died for us, so as we may be free.

GOD bless and good night.

Kris