Hello again
I am so tired tonight. It was one of those nights where I woke up every hour. I just couldn't sleep. So today I walked around in a haze. I guess in a good mood.
My hearing has been really bad lately. I am having to say pardon me all the time. My right leg is becoming increasingly stiff. I am in pain all day, everyday. Not fun!
I spoke with Rogers about the Spam, and they still insist that I am the one who chose to receive these emails. They asked me if my problem is solved to my satisfaction. No I told them. So they are passing this on to the ombudsmen office. Within their own company. Right
So more crap.
Today I had to go into Vancouver, but I made it to mom's early. Which is a good thing. I picked her up some dinner. A beef rape. This mom will eat. And she did, plus the dinner served to her. And of course the papaya and her chocolate. Wow, was mom full. As soon as we finished dinner, mom started to fall asleep.
I picked her up another pillow, a medium soft pillow. To go with the other one I bought her last week. This one she really likes. I like it as well. I wish I could get a couple for myself. Mine are old and worn. Oh well, not going to happen. Mine are very uncomfortable to sleep on. Maybe this is why I don't sleep well. My pillows.
Anyways. As soon as mom got into bed, she was off to sleep. Even while I was giving mom her spa treatment, she barely moved. When the nurse came into give mom her medication, I had to wake her up. This she didn't like to much. Afterwards she grabbed my hand and held on tight, while she fell back to sleep.
We ate in her room tonight, as the roommate was out and it was very quit. We had her stereo on, and it was enjoyable. Mom was very relaxed and happy. Peaceful. No TV, no other noise. Just what mom needed.
I need to print out the first letter I gave to the home, to have the roommate moved. But my printer is dead and I can't afford the little it costs to print a few letters out at the library. These are important letters that need to be printed.
I ask GOD for help, but nothing. I am a good person, most people like me and want to speak with me. And they will tell me everything about themselves. I mean everything.
I sang to mom through out dinner and she loved this, smiled the whole time. I do say I have a good voice.
I tucked mom in and sang our good night song. Even though she was asleep. And kissed her good night. And left, only to miss the bus and had to wait another half hour. Which got me home at 11:30 tonight.
It is now almost 1 am and time to go
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
