Hello again
I have been thinking, yes that is possible, and the best gift I have ever received is to able to take care of my mother. Nothing beats the feeling I get, or the expression on mom's face each and everyday.
I left my place today and it was absolutely pouring rain. Then when I crossed the river, it was sunny. Then on the way back it was the still nice in White Rock, but raining still in Coquitlam. I live at the base of a mountain. I am very tired of the gray and the darkness of this place. I need a change.
And this change needs to come soon. The roommate has already moved out and this place is empty. Everything was his. OK I have my bedroom suite and a 2 chairs. Plus he left me a crappy desk. So my living room is bare, except for the chair and desk. And it is going to cost me allot of money to stay here next month. I don't have a choice, I haven't found a place yet and I can't even afford to pay the whole rent for this place.
At least it is clean now. and will stay this way. I am somewhat of a clean freak. OCD clean.
I can write, I can watch anything I want. Only on my laptop. No TV. But I watch everything on this laptop anyways.
I am loosing more weight. Nothing fits anymore. Way to large for me. Baggy.
Anyways I arrived a little early so I could speak with the manager and give her the letters I sent to the complaint office. We spoke and it is all OK. Mom will be moved next week. So I will have to get their earlier in the afternoon, so I can put mom's new area together. Hang her decorations and prints.
I made mom another good dinner this evening. And mom was hungry. Last night she was a little tired. As mentioned, they give her the medication to early. So by 5:30, mom is tired and not hungry.
New nurse tonight, so mom was given her meds a little later than usual. She ate all of it. Well we were able to read.
I washed her arms, legs and face, as usual. Applied all the different lotions. As quick as I could. You see mom just wanted it done so I could stand there and hold her hand while she fell asleep. I just turn the TV on, sound off, and closed caption on. Evey time I turned to check on mom, she had this beautiful smile on her face.
Mom knows she is moving, and let her know it is only a week away. She understands and can't wait. I am not speaking about this in front of the roommate. I won't even speak about it with the staff, while in mom's room.
I tucked mom in, sang our good night song to her. Hugged her and gave her a kiss goodnight.
Didn't get back until 11 pm. Threw a load of laundry in, waiting for it to finish drying.
Not much of a blog this evening. I am worried about not finding a place, what I will do. 5 days left. The more I write and think about it, the worse things are for me.
I need so much, and all I want to do is be close to mom. I don't care about anything else, but being closer to mom. It is all I think of and dream of. It is in my daily prayers.
I'm done for the night.
GOD bless and goodnight
Kris Schmuland
