Hello again
I want to tell you about the latest bull shit my mother and I have to deal with. My mother's TV remote is missing.
Yesterday, Wednesday, I was in the room, before feeding mom dinner. And her roommates remoter was missing.I know this, because I looked for it and could not find it. Also a staff member looked for it as well. And could not find it.
Tonight, I went to turn mom's TV on and her remoter was gone. But the roommates remoter was back. OK they both have the same TV, but is it not a little suspect, that one day the roommates remote goes missing and mom's is exactly where it is usually. And the next mom's remote is gone.
I can't even use the TV now. I can't hock up an HDMI cable. as I need the remote to change the TV to HDMI 1 or 2. I have some movies that mom and I want to watch. I put them on a flash drive and tried to watch them last week. But the TV won't play movies, it will only show photo's and play music. So I bring my laptop and hock an HDMI cable to it.
Oh yea, I was given an older laptop.
The power was out last night, so no diner for the residents. But I brought mom some gnoki and a home made sauce. A microwave was working. As there are plugs that are not affected by power outages. So mom had a hot meal. And I was able to play music for her. The room has a red plug in it, so I used my extension cord and plugged in her stereo.
I know the remote was missing, as mom's roommate was getting upset about the TV being off and asked me to had her the remote. Even though I said that there is no TV for now. I looked anyway
I need the remote, I want to play mom this movie. Time to call the social worker again. I am really tired of nonsense of the roommate. Mom needs darkness to sleep in. As well as most people want to sleep in the dark and without a TV on.
So that is it tonight. I don't want to write anymore. I am pissed off about this remote control issue. I can't believe the staff would do this. Take from one person and give their property to another. Because the other person has a problem and needs to be watching TV all the time.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
This is the story of my mother and myself. About dealing with the institution, hospitals, the doctors and the PGT. How my mother feels thinks and what she wants. And how, as a care giver for her. My thoughts and feelings. How this all effects both my mother and myslelf. Searching for dignaty and respect. For legal purposes I have to write this is my opinion
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
We all are
Hello again
Mom is suffering because of the PGT. It is not them, nor me, but mom who suffers as a result of the PGT's excuses.
I myself am loosing my hearing more quickly than thought. I am not hearing people when they speak behind me, nor the chirping of the cross walks. And cars coming up behind me is one of the more difficult situations I am facing.
Well, not being able to get hearing aids is a problem for me. There is always the hearing dog when I do go deaf. I have wanted a dog for a while. So this is maybe an opportunity to get one.
As it is, in the last year, my eye sight has become very poor. I am in pain most of the time and my knee's are shot.
Because of my age, the doctor does not want to do anything until I am older. In my 60's he states. And on top of this I am loosing my hearing. Great to be me. I don't wish this upon anyone.
But it is OK. I am doing what I need to do. And that is take care of my mother. It is mom who taught me to be a kind and caring individual. To help others.
OK, by me choosing, or being chosen to take care of her. I am having to give up on many,many things. Eating on a regular basis'. Having the clothing I was accustom to. Driving, which I have not done in almost 10 years now. I mean I have not had a car. Or could I of and can't afford one.
I do, however, would love to own a Mini Van that is covered to handle wheelchairs. And I would like a TV. I wanted a stereo, but loosing my hearing has put a damper on that idea. Wouldn't one say.
I am OK with not having a girlfriend. I only loved one person and she is not in this province anymore. And I don't have the time. I travel to much. That takes care of my day. Oh sure I meet allot of women on transit. But, come on now, who would want to date me. I am broke, I have nothing. And I could not do anything for them. I couldn't even have them over for dinner and a movie. No TV. And no real cash to make a good dinner. After all, mom is more important than I am .
Mom's dinner's are horrendous. This is why it is important for me to make her and bring her healthy dinners and foods.
If it were not for the fresh fruit I bring, allot of nights mom would not even eat. I
I am so thankful that mom raised me right. To be caring and compassionate. I knew a very long time ago that I would be the one taking care of my mother and father. Sadly, Dad passed away, several years ago now. And I will do everything I can to keep mom healthy and happy. As I am doing now.
I now need to build or buy a mirror box. To rehab mom's left arm and hand. This is from a stroke. And of course no therapy
The home keeps wanting to give mom shots to calm her down. I will never let that happen. I can do this with the massage therapy and her nightly spa treatment.
After all, once I arrive, the staff does not have to do anything, except change her pad. That is all they do.
This is the way it is and I am happy this way. And so is mom. Again, no one puts her to bed except myself. It is not a pretty site when someone else does it. Actually, it has happened only once. And that was not a very good plan. So they don't and let me put her to bed.
I am her caregiver and I alone only knows what is best for her.
I have chosen to do this. Not because I have too. But because I need to and want too.
So pray that GOD helps me move to White Rock, That HE helps me with furnishings and a nice TV. A theme isn't it. I watch everything from my computer and the screen is small. The sound is horrible.
I need to go. Time to sleep. OK watch what I down loaded this evening.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
Mom is suffering because of the PGT. It is not them, nor me, but mom who suffers as a result of the PGT's excuses.
I myself am loosing my hearing more quickly than thought. I am not hearing people when they speak behind me, nor the chirping of the cross walks. And cars coming up behind me is one of the more difficult situations I am facing.
Well, not being able to get hearing aids is a problem for me. There is always the hearing dog when I do go deaf. I have wanted a dog for a while. So this is maybe an opportunity to get one.
As it is, in the last year, my eye sight has become very poor. I am in pain most of the time and my knee's are shot.
Because of my age, the doctor does not want to do anything until I am older. In my 60's he states. And on top of this I am loosing my hearing. Great to be me. I don't wish this upon anyone.
But it is OK. I am doing what I need to do. And that is take care of my mother. It is mom who taught me to be a kind and caring individual. To help others.
OK, by me choosing, or being chosen to take care of her. I am having to give up on many,many things. Eating on a regular basis'. Having the clothing I was accustom to. Driving, which I have not done in almost 10 years now. I mean I have not had a car. Or could I of and can't afford one.
I do, however, would love to own a Mini Van that is covered to handle wheelchairs. And I would like a TV. I wanted a stereo, but loosing my hearing has put a damper on that idea. Wouldn't one say.
I am OK with not having a girlfriend. I only loved one person and she is not in this province anymore. And I don't have the time. I travel to much. That takes care of my day. Oh sure I meet allot of women on transit. But, come on now, who would want to date me. I am broke, I have nothing. And I could not do anything for them. I couldn't even have them over for dinner and a movie. No TV. And no real cash to make a good dinner. After all, mom is more important than I am .
Mom's dinner's are horrendous. This is why it is important for me to make her and bring her healthy dinners and foods.
If it were not for the fresh fruit I bring, allot of nights mom would not even eat. I
I am so thankful that mom raised me right. To be caring and compassionate. I knew a very long time ago that I would be the one taking care of my mother and father. Sadly, Dad passed away, several years ago now. And I will do everything I can to keep mom healthy and happy. As I am doing now.
I now need to build or buy a mirror box. To rehab mom's left arm and hand. This is from a stroke. And of course no therapy
The home keeps wanting to give mom shots to calm her down. I will never let that happen. I can do this with the massage therapy and her nightly spa treatment.
After all, once I arrive, the staff does not have to do anything, except change her pad. That is all they do.
This is the way it is and I am happy this way. And so is mom. Again, no one puts her to bed except myself. It is not a pretty site when someone else does it. Actually, it has happened only once. And that was not a very good plan. So they don't and let me put her to bed.
I am her caregiver and I alone only knows what is best for her.
I have chosen to do this. Not because I have too. But because I need to and want too.
So pray that GOD helps me move to White Rock, That HE helps me with furnishings and a nice TV. A theme isn't it. I watch everything from my computer and the screen is small. The sound is horrible.
I need to go. Time to sleep. OK watch what I down loaded this evening.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
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