Hello again
It is a funny thing, aggression. Mom has been good for a while. And you never know when things will change. It is the nature of the disease. Unpredictable in it's progression.
Tonight, when I arrived mom was extremely happy to see me, as she is always. But during dinner, while feeding her. Out of no where I got a right hook, in the face. OK the nose. I ended up with a bloody nose. I don't get mad or even react. I know it is part of the progression of the disease and things are unexpected. I simply say to mom, in a calm voice that she should not be hitting me in the face. I told her that if she is going to hit me, please just hit me in the arm. I can deal with this. OK it is not good to hit anyone at all. But if she gets upset and wants something, I would prefer she hits me than one of the staff members. I am OK with this.
Otherwise I was able to get her a papaya today. This really big papaya. It was good, but she couldn't eat all of it. One half is larger than a whole of the normal papaya's I get for her. But it was a great price. I was also able to get her some KFC Tuesday chicken meal deal. Even though mom wanted to go to bed almost as soon as I got their. Mary did eat just about all of her dinner.
I have always meant to mention that Mary, mom, does not like it when I wear my glasses. I need them to read and have since I was in my early 20's. She just does not like them. OK, it is I look totally different in my glasses.
I noticed this a few years ago. The cable man came over to install a new internet connection. I was sitting doing something, he had to step out to get something from his truck, when he came back, he asked me where the guy that was just in here went. I took my glasses off and said, do you mean me. He looked startled.
Mom also messes up my hair all the time. She says it is to perfect.
One thing that has always happened is that as soon as I get their, my attention has to be completely focused on her. She does not like it when other's come over and talk to me, or even her. Mom will give, whom ever it is, a very dirty look. She will grab my hand and squeeze it hard. Letting me know to stop talking to this person and to concentrate my attention on her.
I completely agree with her and understand. Mom is alone all day long. I am her constant. It is perfectly acceptable to me. Mary needs attention, love and caring. This is what I do and will continue to do so. She deserves this. The only other family members that come to see her, is her daughters, and they only come once a week. I am their everyday. And I do not kid when I say this. Her own brother has only come once in the last year and a half. I far as I know this is it. Just about all the staff think I am the only child. They keep asking me this question. I tell them the truth. Just the fact that mom has two daughters. That is all I say to each and every person who asked me this. I only tell them that, nothing else.
Oh yea the nose bleed only lasted 10 minutes or so. It was nothing. I am getting better at spotting her hand coming at me, and the tricks she uses. It is actually funny the faces she makes when she gets made. Mary will actually growl at me. OK it just looks like it. I laugh and mom laughs. It is so sweet.
The one thing that mom is really getting upset with is the fact I am not playing music for her, before, during and afterwards. The charger is broken and the PGT just does not seem to understand that this is part of mom's healing. Part of her therapy The PGT does not seem to get that chargers don't last and that it travels 210 km's a day with me. They don't think it is important to mom. I say this is abuse.
I don't listen to music on it. As I don't like things in my ears. I guess it will be difficult for me, if I ever get hearing aids. I like to be aware of my surroundings. The music on the phone is for mom, and the movies on the phone are for mom. I purchased an Mirco USB to HDMI adapter for the phone and it is or now is a waste of money. THE PHONE DOES NOT WORK. I can't afford to eat, let alone purchase this charger, at $45.95 for the OEM version. Or even an after market one.
So in the mean time, Mary is suffering, going without. Not being able to have what she is use to having every single day for many, many years.
Enough already, I am sure you are all saying. So I go now. I am very tired and need to be up early to do a few things for mom.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
I am still questioning my faith. As nothing is happening.
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