Hello again
Today when I arrived mom was in her room, tilted back in her chair and asleep. It took me a while to wake her. I gave her the drinks she likes and this seemed to wake her up a bit. I brought her down for dinner and tried to feed her the pasta dish I made. She only had one bit. I tired it and wow was it spicy. I am glad mom was tired today.
I grabbed the wrong jar of sauce from the store. A very spicy sauce. When I got home I tried the extra that I put in the freezer. OH yea, extremely spicy. I can't eat this, let alone feed this to mom. I usually can eat spicy, but since the food poisoning, I haven't got my stomach back. It has only been a few weeks and I have only eaten mild things.
So because mom was so tired, I though it best to just give her fruit, yogurt and some ice cream, of course the smoothie was in on it.
When she is this tired, she doesn't want to eat, but mom ate a papaya, mango, kiwi, an avocado, some cheese and the smoothie. Mom was full afterwards. Oh yea let us not forget her chocolates.
Wednesday is one of the days I wash her hair, not in the mood for it. I will do this tomorrow, instead. I got her changed for bed and right away the care aid came in and changed her pad, put her into the bed.
When I came back, after she was done, the nurse was their and I mentioned to her how tired mom was today. It was then that I found out mom had gone to see the dentist today and was given an Adivan.
Communication, what communication. I was worried that something was wrong and it was just she was drugged.
This didn't change the fact that mom still wanted her full spa treatment tonight. Which I gladly gave her. Then mom just wanted to sleep. She wanted to hold my hand, but only for a little while and then pushed it away. Meaning, it was time for her to sleep, undisturbed.
I was in allot of pain anyways, worked out for the both of us. Still in great pain. Tried writing again on the bus, but not working. To painful. I am loosing so many ideas. When they come, I need to write them down. The insurance company doesn't seem to get it. I was trying to write a letter to them for something to do with this claim. I lost most of what I was thinking about.
When it comes to me, I must write it down immediately or it is gone. This is how I have written most of my poems. On the spot. Write it down on whatever I had handy or could find. This is how I work. This is how ideas come to me.
Have a major headache and my arm is very sore, have to go now. Still have to write in my pain journal and try to write this letter to the insurance company.
My faith is still day to day
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
