Thursday, June 12, 2014

It happened to be....

Hello again

So last night I get home to no Internet access, and I could not gain access to the upstairs where the modem is. Just got it connected a few minutes ago.

Well it was hair day for mom yesterday and this completely relaxes her. I mean one of the days each week when I wash her hair and make her feel great.

Before this I had brought mom some McDonald's, a couple of burgers as well as a seafood salad. She ate all of it.  Of course she would, she was empty. You know what I mean.

We got that done, I got her ready for bed, then read to her. We are moving along quite well with the Life of Pi, the book I am  reading to her.

I have been burning DVD's for her, so they can be played when they put mom in her room or when she is in bed. Instead of the murder mystery channel. Not a good choice at all for a senior.

She was put to bed and of course the usual spa treatment, Then off to sleep she went. I stayed and just held her hand, making sure she was completely asleep, before I left.

Mom gets impatient, and I try to tell her, when changing her, that my arm hurts and not to pull on it.

I wonder some times how much mom knows. How much of her brain has been affected by the strokes and the Dementia. How much mom actually knows and remembers.

I have seen so much of her being lost over the years. This hurts allot. This is why I am their for her. I know mom is frustrated with not being able to communicate or use her arm and hand. Being stuck in a wheel chair and the most important thing is, having to rely on everyone for everything.

I know I wouldn't take that to well.

This is why I am their. To let her know that someone cares enough to make sure she is loved. Someone who understands.

OK I don't understand everything about Dementia and strokes. I have done allot of research on these subjects over the years.

I don't, however, understand what it is like to not communicate, to be stuck in a chair and to have to depend on everyone. Not being able to take a drinks, by myself, would be horrible. Let alone everything else going on with her.

I have to leave you now, need  to get ready and get going. It is 3 hours to White Rock.

GOD bless and I hope your day is going well.

Kris Schmuland