Thursday, August 29, 2013

It is another day

Hello again

I finally found one of the witnesses to the bus incident and have emailed the information to ICBC

Today, I am experiencing extreme pain, shooting pain, in my left ankle. Pain in my right ankle. Radiating pain up my right thigh. Keeping my legs bent at a 45 degree angle, causes my knee's to almost lock.

That is it for today. I need to keep track of what is happening to me, so I will be writing it down here. This, is a journal of some sorts. Maybe you all are not interested in this, but I need to write it down and I am not going to do it twice.

Excuse me.

Tonight was one of the days to wash mom's hair. The home loves to put hairspray in her hair and this bothers mom, greatly.

I will be leaving a note for the staff, not to put hair spray on mom's hair. It is to itchy for her. She scratches to much.

I was able to get mom the deserts she loves. And she was served Butter chicken. It is about the only good thing they serve, but mom does not like it. It is a good thing I brought her a nice ancient grain salad and a stuffed chicken breast. She still has salad left. This she ate and enjoyed. And the smile that lite up her face when she ate her dessert was amazing.

I love the look on mom's face when I give her the nightly spa treatment. Especially after I give her the foot massage. It is a beautiful smile. I then hold her hand while we wait for her to be changed. While she smiles the whole time. It is a very warm feeling for me. Just to know she loves me. And to know that mom knows I love her.

I always set all her drinks up so mom can make the choice of what she wants at that moment. She points to which it is she wants. Even though mom doesn't speak she still makes decisions for herself.

Well here we are again. It is 1AM and I am still up. My plan this morning was to come home and go directly to bed.

I didn't even get home until 11:30 PM. Then getting the computer set up in the living room, putting some laundry in. Then to check to see if there is any place in White Rock that I can afford. Nothing again this night.

GOD bless and good night.

Please continue to pray that I find a place, which I can afford in White Rock.

Kris Schmuland