Hello again
I thought I wrote on here last night, but I opened the page and it was at the new blog page. So here I go.
Now I will start this evening by letting y'all know about something that happened in the last week. Which makes me believe that people hear you, but don't listen. OK I know people don't listen. I repeat myself to often to believe otherwise.
I recently purchased 4 night gowns for mom. Since she is in a wheel chair, they needed to be altered. What I man by this, is they needed to be made into adaptive clothing by cutting the back from the bottom up, until half way down the back of the gown. Cut it from the middle of the back down and sew it, so it doesn't fray.
I take them to Pro Stitch in Coquitlam Centre, Coquitlam, BC, Canada. They give me a price and I bring them into be cut and sewed,. The girl tells me I can pick them up Wednesday afternoon. I dropped them off last Saturday.
I pick them up and take them to mom's home. Now they need to be labeled and washed. Off they go. Today I was happy that they should of been back from being labeled.
I arrived and there they were in mom's closet. I grabbed on of them to put aside for after dinner. Telling mom, there finished and tonight you get to wear a actual night gown.
Well, when I looked it over, I couldn't see the slit up the back. I held it up and they cut the gown from the top down.to the middle of the back. I grabbed the other 3 and all are the same. I wash livid!
First off Vancouver BC, Canada is an extremely multi cultural place. People from all over the world live here. And this is what I like about living here. I can have a conversation, if I want to, with someone from many countries.
This being said, because of this, in the average work place you have people who speak many different languages. So I have and do make sure I repeat myself over and over again. So we all understand what we are talking about. Which I did this when explaining what it is that I needed them to do to the gowns. ;
Now they are ruined. They can't be fixed. Sure they can sew up which they altered and then cut the back down to what it should of been originally. But it will look like crap. Not what I asked for.
I am out allot of money. First purchasing the night gowns, then having them altered.
I will be taking them in tomorrow to see what they have to say. But I am ready to bring it on. Have a plan.
OK now on to mom and her life, to which I write this this Blog.
This last week mom has been very tired. And when she is this tired, it makes it hard to feed her. She doesn't open her mouth wide enough to get food in. And it drops everywhere. And then she just chews and chews her food. I do my best to make sure she eats. I am coaching her to open her mouth wider. It takes a long time to feed her. A little bit at a time. But we get it done. Slowly.
They put her in bed on Wednesday, she had an accident and they changed her and decided to just leave her in bed.
She is wide awake when I arrive, but as soon as she grabs hold of my hand, her eye's close and she starts to fall asleep. I wasn't able to wash her hair Wednesday, nor last night. I barely got her to eat and then all she wanted to do was go to bed.
Mom has been a little off this week. I get her in bed, give her the nightly spa treatment,then hold her hand while she falls asleep. But right before I am ready to leave, she wakes up and is just looking around. I need to leave, but I feel guilty that she is still awake. I usually don't leave until mom is asleep and her grip on my hand is loosened.Yet I need to leave or it is midnight by the time I get home.
I was able to wash her hair tonight and mom loved it. This makes her feel great about herself. Clean. And we got her into bed. Tonight mom was completely asleep when I left.
So this week, doing the exercises the doctor wants me to do, my shoulder went out. And now I can't turn my neck either way,without it being very painful.
And ICBC is trying to get me to settle, they tried to offer me a low ball settlement They also don't think what I do for my mother is a job. They don't think taking care of mom important enough. First off, I don't think of it as a job, nor a duty. It is simple the right thing to do and this is what I am suppose to do, at this time in my life. A blessed opportunity that I have been given. And I accept it with all my heart, and I thank GOD everyday for this opportunity.
So I have a plan.
Need to go.
GOD bless and good night
Kristopher Schmuland
