Hello again
So today I woke up to a roommate banging on my door, than when I opened it, her accused me of following him and then he hit me. I called 911 and had him arrested and charged with assault. But it doesn't end there.
The police brought him back to get his things,which he didn't and then escorted him off the property. Telling me he has a no contact order. I tell the police that I have to leave and get to the bus stop. Well this guy is there and I tell him that he can't be around me. He threatened me again. I call the police and nothing.
I get home and he was here, which he can't be here without the police being here to make sure nothing happens. So he broke the conditions of his release within an hour and then again on the same day.
Now for the more important part of this. MOM
Mom has been feeling better, but she has been angry, I have been hit many times this past week. She has been tired. Not getting enough sleep. Her roommate has been seeing things and keeping mom up at night. Which means by the time dinner rolls around, mom is exhausted and only wants to go to bed.
I have been getting her to eat as much as possible. But she does eat her fruit and some cheese.
I been wanting to make her potato pancakes, but I wasn't able to buy groceries and keep them in the fridge without this nut case taking them. Maybe now I can make this.
This is something that mom really likes, along with an omelet. I would make this for my parents and they both loved them. My father was not a great fan of my cooking, but this is something he would eat and eat.
I get mom ready for bed, put her in bed and then the spa treatment. Mom just loves it when I rub her feet. And she calms down once she gets into bed.
It has been an interesting week. Threatened twice, assauted once. Mom hitting me often. The latter, is OK. I don't react at all. I just let it happen and tell mom I love her over and over again. This is all I can do. I won't grab her. Or anything else. It is Ok. Well not, but this is part of the disease and I except it. I love mom and understand the progression of this disease
I have noticed lately, that mom lost the yawn reflex. You know when you see someone yawn, you end up yawning. Not mom though. Mom still yawns, but not after I do or anyone else.
I know mom is ill, yet I will not ponder on this disease. I will live one moment at a time with mom and her disease. I will make each day matter
But I need to get the hell out of this place. I am nervous about even coming home at night. This nut case told me I will be getting visitors. That he will get his friends after me.
Time to move. I need to speak with Victim services and see what they can do for me.
I need to go I am tired and I don't know if I can sleep. I have not been sleeping well this week. As this nut job threatened me last Sunday, as well as assaulting me yesterday.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
