mom is still upset

Hello again

Now I am going to repeat myself again. The family is only interested in money and they don't give a dam about my mother.

Why I say this. The new roommate is disturbing my mother. The home should not even put her into this room. Mom needs to be in bed and wants to sleep by 7:30 pm. This is her bedtime. Now this roommate has the light on and watches TV until who knows when. Her daughters come to see her at 7:00 and are their making noise for a while. Disturbing mom's sleep

Since this roommate moved in mom has become more and more agitated. The bags under her eyes have become more pronounced.

They read this blog and the only thing they get out of it, is how they think I am taking advantage of my mother. Rather than the health and well being of my mother How her life is.

When mom broke her hip I was at the hospital everyday. I got to the hospital at 3:00pm daily and did not leave until 11:00 at night. This was a few years ago.

And they arranged a dance recital at 6:30 at night. Knowing mom has Dementia and there are side effects of this disease. As in Sundowner. They can look it up Instead they should of arranged the recital for the afternoon when mom is fine. At this time it is mom's bed time.

But, again I will bring her down. As if I don't they will accuse me of....;. You know, I have no clue what they think and frankly, I don't even care. I care about mom and her health. And while down stairs, viewing this dance recital, mom wants to leave. I will take her back upstairs and put her to bed.

So now I know about my eye's and the three different prescriptions I need. It is more noticeable. Again I can afford the one pair. Not both. And I need both to see. I noticed tonight on the way home, the people at the back of the bus were blurry. And if I didn't know the keyboard I would not be typing this blog tonight and for the last few days.

But no one cares if I can't see properly. And no one cares about mom's health or well being.

So I need to get some rest, I have a major headache, from not being able to see.

GOD bless and good night

I forgive my entire family for what they think and the way they act towards my mother and myself.

GOD knows the truth and that is all that matter's

I am doing the right thing by my mother.

Kris Schmuland

Mom has been very upset

Hello again

First I would like to start by stating that some or all members of my fake family are calling me a con artist. They are accusing me of abusing my mother.

Now if I were a con artist, would I not already be living in White Rock with everything.. A big screen TV, furniture, a bedroom set A nice new computer. But I have nothing. Not even my own bed.

I have a computer that I made by combining several other computer's and an old CRT monitor. But it works well and I can do almost everything with it. It is a little slow. And getting them off of Craigslist for free.

What they say is all about money, money and money. Greed would be the word. And the love of money and  
being greedy is evil.

They don't seem to even consider my mother's needs How tonight and the last several nights mom has not been eating her dinner. She doesn't want it And the meals don't even look very good. She gets potatoes everyday. No fruit, no salads, no pasta. Boiled to death vegetables. Extremely small portions.

Mom is expecting me to bring her home cooked meals. As I have in the past. Actually, I was bringing her a home cooked meal at least three times or more a week, plus the fruit she likes and the snacks she likes. As well as the drinks she likes.

And of course the family members would not even know what type of fruit she eats and the drinks she likes or even the chocolate she loves.

They could not even tell anyone what time mom likes to go to bed at. What all her non verbal communication
cues mean.

When she is upset or when she wants something. What each and every facial expression means.

Well I do, I know everything about my mother. All her health needs, her likes, dislikes. Every single facial twitch means.

And her meal I make her. A couple of weeks ago I brought her a steak. A strip loin steak. I made it and brought it for her, with a baked potato with onions and butter. As well as the salad she loves.

Mom ate the whole steak as well as the salad. I had home fries and a piece of chicken that night. What I make for mom. I make a large portion and divide it up, freeze it. Now this is moms and I don't touch it. Even if I have nothing in the fridge for myself. That is the way it is . Mom is first and I am last. Only the best for mom. And if I don't eat, oh well. Mom is getting extremely healthy foods and snacks. This is the most important thing.

I WILL REPEAT MYSELF, MOM IS FIRST AND I AM LAST.

So if I were a con I would have everything.

So I had my eyes checked today and I found out I need three separate prescriptions . One for using the computer, one to read with and one for distance.

I can only afford one pair of glasses. So I have to walk around not being able to see what is 20 feet in front of me. OK I can see it, but it is all blurry.

I am just lucky I know the keyboard extremely well. As I have been typing for many, many years. I sit an watch TV while typing without a problem. So I may not be able to see everything I am typing, I know it is all correct. I then, will have to go without. If I had the money to pay for the other pair of glasses, I would use those funds to purchase groceries for mom and make her an assortment of meals. That is the way I do things.

I now a being going to White Rock for 365 days in a row. Without missing one single day. And this is going to continue.

Now, this coming Monday, I think it is my nephew's wife, that is coming to dance for the residents. It is going to be at 6:30 pm. And mom likes to be in bed at this time. Having her spa treatment done. But if I don't bring her down stairs to see this. Because mom only wants to go to bed right after dinner. I will bring her down stairs for the dance production. And if mom wants to go, I will know about it, and I will take her back upstairs to put her to bed.

So If they have a problem with this, To bad. Mom has a schedule and she likes to keep to it. And she gets really upset if I don't adhere to her wishes. It is not up to me how long mom wants to stay at the production. It is up to how she feels that day.

After all she does have Dementia and each and everyday it is different. They don't see mom and her moods, as I do. They don't see her when  she is upset and wants to go to bed and doesn't want to be fussed with. Or when she is pissed of because of sun downer, and she squeezes my hand and tries to punch or slap me or others. Or how I have had several black eyes, because mom is suffering the affects of her disease. But it is all
Ok with me. I tell her to hit me, instead of the staff. Scratch me, not the staff.

They don't see the relaxed state she gets in after the spa treatment and how we laugh and sing together.Or even how she sings with me, our good night song. Or how at times all she wants to do is hold my hand and not let go. Because she needs someone to care for her.

These things are the best part of going to visit her everyday. The trust she has for me. I am the only one she will let get her ready and put her to bed. She knows exactly when I am coming, if I am late. How she loves me to wash and dry her hair or do her nails. How she loves to her me sing.

I know for a fact that they don't even know what her favorite music is. The artist she likes to listen to when she is in bed, and having her face washed, her legs washed.

Knowing exactly what she likes and dislikes is a great joy to me. Fills me with love. And makes every mile I travel worth it.

It is late and time to go to bed. After I watch a couple of shows. I have some fruit for mom and her favorite chocolate. Nothing for a meal though.To bad.

GOD bless and good night

Kris Schmuland

Again with the PGT

Hello again

First off I lost my glasses and it is very hard to type this out. It is going to take a few weeks to get a new pair

Now the PGT is refusing to release the photo's of my mother's life and memories. This is abuse, abuse and more abuse

I haven't had anything to bring mom the last few days and I asked the PGT for help. They said no, let the home feed her. And then I remembered mom has a comfort fund and I called the social worker and asked for a few dollars to get mom fruit and snacks, maybe a dinner, make it for her. And she needed to contact the PGT and called write back and said the PGT told her no. So mom has to go without.

Well, tonight at dinner. She did not want any of it. Mom kept reaching for my bag to see if I have anything in there for her. I barely got out no, before I almost started crying.

You see, this month it will be one year since mom has been in White Rock. And I have not missed a single day visiting her. And I won't. And in all this time I have always had fruit, snacks, drinks and home cooked meals for her. She has not gone a single day without some sort of fruit. Until this last week, where I have had nothing to bring her. Tonight was the last of the cheese she likes. Well, not exactly the cheese she likes. Her choice is Asiago and the second choice is extra old Cheddar. This is all I had for her tonight.

Mom kept pushing away her dinner. She kept trying to throw her dinner on the floor. It was messy.

And the PGT Stephen Flynn is refusing to help out.

His boss is Leanne Dospital

Write to them and complain

You know it has been 6 days now since I have eaten anything. I am feeling light headed and weak. But I have gone almost 20 days before without eating so this is nothing.

I pray that I have enough money to get mom the fruit, snacks, drinks and some meals. I really don't give a crap about myself. I only care about mom and her needs. Getting her something for tomorrow

Write Write and Write the PGT

I need to go.

GOD bless and good night

Kris Schmuland

Helpiing mom

Hello again

The last week I have been helping mom to re learn how to eat by herself. She is doing a good job. I give her the bottles of her drinks and she does the rest. She is not to bad at picking up the easy to eat items with her hands and getting them up and into her mouth.

I started to have her use the spoon. I fill the spoon up with food and place it in her hand. Mom gets it up and into her mouth. I saw the frustration on her face. It was difficult for her. but she did it Tonight she was tired and not wanting to do this. She just wanted me to do this for her.

And I did get a punch in the face, as she was tired, frustrated and wanting to go to bed. Not eat. I try to make sure mom gets something into her. I am usually very good at moving before I get a punch. But not tonight.

Once I got her into bed, she calmed down. This is all she wanted tonight.

Now I keep asking for mom's photo's from the PGT and they keep refusing to give them to me. This is abuse of course. To deny mom her life and memories is abuse, abuse and abuse I could continue, but you get what I am saying

Two years now, I have been asking for these photo's

My sister's can say anything they want. I was their and saw first hand the damage that was caused to these photo's

It is late, I am tired, hungry and lonely. And nothing is going to be done about any of it. I have nothing. Yes again.

I barely eat and its been this way for a long time.

I am tired of people telling me to get a job. I have a job. I take care of my mother. I travel 3 hours their and 3 hours back each day.

Yes it would be great to move to White Rock. I don't have the money to do this.

So GOD bless and good night.

Kris Schmuland

I am doubting my faith lately. As nothing good is happening. Except mom is staying healthy. This is a good thing.