I would of, but not

Hello again

I haven't written in the last few days as I was going to write a scathing blog about my sisters. And the idiot of a family member who keeps writing me. And has yet to realize that the comments come to my email first. At this point I simply delete them. I have no time for individuals who don't know anything.. And I have his IP address.

First of all there are women who come to see my mother, from this church in White Rock, more often than any member of the family does.

This so called family does not know anything about my mother. How she feels, what she thinks. How she thinks. How to tell if mom is happy or sad What she wants. Or even how to read her facial expressions, hand gestures. Body language. Or even how mom communicates with one.

Yet I know all of the above. Oh wait, how do I know all of this. Maybe it is the fact that I spend time with her. To the point where the staff think we have our own language.

I just speak to my mother as I would speak to you or any other individual. Mom understands what I say and I understand what she says.

Again, I spend time with her. Once again, every single day of the week. Some or many people do not think I am serious when I say this. Really, I don't have to prove anything to anyone. Just ask anyone at Al Hogg. They don't even believe it. Even though I am always their.

People don't seem to believe that someone could and would do what I do for my mother. I cannot see it any other way. This is what I need to do for my mother. To be there for her as much as possible.

Anyways, Mom has been eating well. The fruit that mom waits for each year is back. And she has just been eating it up. It is just great tasting.

I plan on making a smoothie out of them.

I have been buying batteries from the dollar store and they are junk. I have gone through a package of 6 in less than two weeks. I need AAA for my wireless keyboard. I am swapping them out to continue to write this blog tonight. A little annoying. But I will continue anyways.

Tonight was another day to wash mom's hair and of course she loved it. Whatever it takes to make mom feel good about herself. She is so limited, as the home does nothing for the residents. And my family does nothing for mom, their mother, grand mother and great grandmother. The only members of the family that actually see's mom, are my sisters. Not that often. So the rest of them can, well, you know where I was going with that. I am thank full that they go at all.

None of the other members of this family should have anything to say to me, about how I look after my mother and what I need to do to keep her happy.

If they took the time to even care. I would take what they say under consideration. But I don't. I am the one that is there and I am the one who will continue to be their for my mother. Regardless of what anyone says.

Well I guess I did spend my time tonight writing about them, after all.

No where near what I was going to write.

GOD bless and good night

Kris Schmuland

And this

Hello again

The PGT is being a real pain. They don't seem to understand that my bag was stolen and everything is gone. All of mom's cosmetics are gone and her nail care products. Which are a vital part of mom's health and happiness and well being. And he does not get it. I don't have the funds to replace all of these products and he, in his infinite wisdom, doesn't want to help replace these products. He doesn't believe mom needs these. Or he is just being an ass.

Come on this is ABUSE at its greatest. Taking away something that my mom has come to rely on each and everyday to make her happy and to relax her. On top of this he is now saying that he is not going to supply funds to replace the Vega One supplement that mom has been taking for the last month or two.. We, the home and I are out. The home mixes it with her medication and I put it in smoothies.

This is exactly as it was when I was giving mom supplements for her memory. She was taking it for month and then the PGT waited almost a month before supplying the needed funds to get more and then more bullshit. And then stopped. Absolutely Bullshit.

They are doing the same thing again. This supplement is helping mom out. I can see it in her, One she is regular. Mary is given Tylenol several times a day and as we all know Tylenol is bad for you and constipates one. Then they have to give mom something  to help mom out. but taking the supplement is helping this. Giving her more energy and I am noticing that she is speaking better and moving her left arm more.

IT IS ABUSE AND THEY, THE PGT, ARE ABUSING MOM. There is no other way to state this.

I  am using samples that I had and a two products that I got free from the card I use where I get mom's products. When I purchase so many products and fill the card up with stamps, I get $50.00 off my next purchase. So I get extra and I have two extra items. Which I am now using. Plus some samples.

Anyways yesterday, mom got very angry at me, as mom needed to be changed. She was pointing at the pad and getting mad at me for not doing anything. So I said OK and helped mom out. I started to change her and  had no idea which way the diaper went. This is when the staff member came in and finished mom off. Mom was OK with me doing this. I do understand and have said to her if she wanted me to do this I would.

I wasn't as uncomfortable doing this as I thought. I had gloves on. But I really don't want to do this. If I need to I will do it again. Hopefully not

Today mom ate very well and allot.

OK I need to go. I need to write the PGT and complain some more. And maybe it might be time to picket them again. I will see how are conversations go over the next day.

I still haven't paid my rent, and received an eviction notice yesterday. I have to take this in to see if I can get help with this. Or I am out on my ass.

I am doing this tomorrow. At least I have a police report and file number to give to them. I don't have the funds to pay for the replacement of all my ID. This will cost me at least $100.00 or more.

GOD bless and good night.

Kris Schmuland

Been a few

Hello again

How are all of you doing.

Me, not so well. Having to replace all of my ID and not being able to afford to do so. It is not just the ID, it is all the store cards as well. Then there is the matter of mom's  cosmetics. Which the PGT is being difficult about. Even with the police file number.

I went looking or my bag, thinking that whoever took it will want to dump the bag ASAP. It turns out it was not at the library. They looked through the video and I did leave with it. But anyways I found the bag in the bushes, by the grocery store I was at that day. Empty of course. And torn. So it is useless now. I threw it away.

Then there is the rent, I am trying to get this solved. But I have now been given an eviction notice. So I have 10 days to pay or get out. I have no place to go. The rent was in my bag, as mentioned before, I was living with a alcoholic who would lie all the time about everything and just help herself to everyone's things. So I did not trust her and could not leave that kind of money lying around.

She just moved out, no one was around when she moved and she cleaned out our fridge and cupboards. Yes she took all of mine and the other roommates food. It is not allot, but enough.


Well my hearing is a problem, going in and out. Not having hearing aids, is making it even more problematic for me.

So that is the crap I am dealing with. The PGT refuses to provide the funds necessary to replace the Vega One mom is using. For the home as well as for my home. Which I put in the smoothies I make for mom. We are both out. The home and I.

Mom is out of her cosmetics, OK not out, They are gone thanks to the asshole who took my bag.

Anyways mom has been doing OK, No she doesn't know this happened to me. I would never tell her this. I say and will continue to say. I check my baggage at the door. I put on a smile and laugh and talk with mom as nothing has ever happened.

Tonight mom ate allot. A three cheese omelette with mushrooms and green onions, and 4 slices of bacon. . Plus an avocado and a papaya and and half.. As well as a glass of her smoothie. Oh yea, let us not forget her lindt chocolates. Mom ate very well I would say.

I have, every other day, been washing her hair. I took in my roommates empties to be able to buy mom more shampoo, as the PGT is refusing to release funds for this, as well. There being bitches. Sorry about that.

I wanted to do her nails tonight, but remembered that her nail care products were in the bag as well. I borrowed a nail file and did this at least.

I did have some samples of her cosmetic products and two extra bottles of her lotions. Two different one's. You see I have this card, from were I buy it, and once the card is full I receive $50.00 off my next purchase. So I always use it to get extra. Just in case. And this was a GOD send. I needed it. But I don't have the rest of her cosmetic items, which is used on a daily basis and has been this way for 4 years now. The samples I have are almost gone. Thank GOD for samples.

Mom, tonight was very full and after dinner all she wanted to do was sleep. She did not even want me to wash her face. Just her legs. This is her most relaxing part of her nightly spa treatment. The leg and foot massage. But as part of her nightly spa treatment I wash her face, arms legs and apply lotions to these areas. Even thought it was mom's once a week bath day.

But I can never get enough of mom wanting to hold my hand while she falls asleep. I sang allot to her tonight. to the point where mom told me to stop so she could just listen to the music. I am OK with this. It is not the first time and won't be the last time.

I am so tired. This last week has been a disaster. With loosing everything, dealing with the police. Trying to afford to replace my ID and not being able too. My hearing going in and out. My vertigo acting up. I can't afford the medication to keep it in check. So I am dizzy and falling over.

You know I miss my mother each and everyday, when I leave. I wish I could get the funds necessary to move to White Rock and have my own place to have mom over. To do more for mom. To be their for her lunch and feed her. To get mom out and about this summer.

I pray and beg GOD for help. Nothing. I just keep having more and more problems. Yet I will keep going to see mom. Even though I am broke and now have no groceries.

I am glad, thought I have the things for mom and bring them back and forth with me each day. Depression is setting in. A very deep depression.

I am going now,

GOD bless and good night.

Kris Schmuland