Sunday, October 5, 2014

Being Sunday

Hello again

It is Sunday and mom was very tired when I arrived. A little grumpy as well as impatient. Wanted her drinks right away and did not want me to take the time to speak with one of the staff members that needed to speak with me.

We finished our conversation and I got right at it, giving mom her drinks. Both mom and I have been very thirsty as of late. Wonder what that is about. The conversation with the staff member was about the other staff members throwing mom's clothing into the homes laundry. I saw her last week,when she was off and she suggested this certain type of bin. She bought it for mom.

I was asking her how much I owe her and she kept telling me nothing. I offered to get her different tea's but this was getting her upset.

That was a very nice thing this women did for mom.

Need to get my flu shot. It is free for me as I am around mom everyday and her being in a home, I don't have to pay. Don't want to get anyone sick.

I don't get sick, but I can be a carrier.

So after we got the drinks behind us. Mom was now ready for her dinner. Impatiently motioning for me to feed her. I hurried as fast as I could, getting everything together so we could get out to the table and for me to feed her.

Though she was hungry, she did not eat to fast. Which I thought she would do.  Then mom was done and wanted her dessert. OK

We got this done, the dishes done and off to get her changed and ready for the care aid to come and put her to bed.

Then the full on spa treatment for mom. Including excersing  her legs. Mom is able to bend her legs more now. It took time for them to go stiff and it will take time for her to bend them again. A little bit more each week.

I finished and then stood there holding her hand. She was so tired before dinner, but not then. Eye's wide open. I just spoke to her.

Now I know why she wasn't going to sleep. I promised her I would read to her. Since we were just about to read when the care aid came in. It just dawned on me now. I will apologize to mom tomorrow and read extra pages to her.

I sang to her. I stayed latter, because she wasn't falling asleep. When I left mom's eyes's were still wide open. I feel so guilty when mom is still awake and I have to leave. It hurts me inside greatly.

Have to go now and finished making mom's dinner for tomorrow night

GOD bless and good night

Kristopher W. A. Schmuland