Hello again
So after spending three hours on the bus to get home. I had to scrub the tub, before going out to search. but the three other people who live here could not do this.
A 6' 200 lb man cannot live on nothing.
I am really depressed that I could not bring mom and home cooked meal again. Four or five days now. And the PGT cannot understand that the food is crap and to keep mom healthy and happy she deserves to have a decent meal, daily. They think because the home provides meal that this is good enough. Even though mom will spit out allot of the food she gets. Lucky, tonight mom was hungry and understood that I have nothing in my fridge and freezer. I am so depressed about this, it is not even funny anymore.
Today, when I arrived in White Rock, I went into this store that is a discount store for a major department store. The Bay. Anyways, everything was on extreme sale. I could of purchased mom an entire fall wardrobe for $100.00 Let me give you an example. There was this shirt that was on sale for 50% off the ticketed price plus I would of been able to take another 50% off at the till. When I left the store I became even more depressed. and thought of throwing myself in front of a car, to collect the insurance money. Sure I would of been injured, but what is a few more injuries, when I have a list of many problems. It would solve my problem of moving to White Rock and have a little money. I thought against this, but prayed that it might happen. I really do need the funds.
Mom ate her dinner, I am glad thought that I had the fruit for her. I am out of everything that I keep in the fridge at the home.
I look forward to visiting with mom each and everyday. It gives me a warm feeling when she falls asleep, while holding her hand. With a smile on her face. She knows what she wants
If it were not for me, mom would not be around this long. I make sure mom is healthy, happy and gets the proper nutrition and the items that make her happy. The fruit, drinks, the cosmetics. I provide the love she needs, the touch she needs, the therapy she needs
Sunday was her bath day. Yes once a week they give her a bath. This is why I was her everyday. But since they were short on staff, they didn't do it then. I asked and they told me that it would be today, and of course it wasn't. I noticed this because they never changed her sheets. I made mention that I need mom to have her bath tomorrow and to have her sheets changed. If I didn't mention it, I am sure they would not even do it until this coming Sunday. But we will see tomorrow.
Well, it is late again. I found some of what I was searching for, after cleaning the tub. Time to go
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
