I do wish that...............

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You know I am trying to be polite about things. I put up a sign stating to not put any of mom's clothing into the wash as I will take it home and do it.. This was yesterday that I put the sign up.

I especially put it up because mom's undershirts always go missing. I am continually buying new undershirts for mom. Every few months I need to replace them. They are labeled, I put signs up. You would think by now every staff member knows I do my mother's laundry.

Do you think they do this. As mentioned, I put this sign up yesterday. It was worded very politely. But the morning staff failed to, I guess, even read the sign.  Because they put one of my mother's undershirts in the laundry.

Now there is only one left out of the 4 new ones I bought her last month. When they go to the laundry, they don't come back.

Are they going to pay to get new ones. I think not. So I will be purchasing new undershirts.

I is apparent that they just don't give a crap. They will do what they want to do, even if the sign is right in front of their face.

I will have to make the sign much more specific. Listing exactly what is not to go into the laundry. That is everything.

I am becoming more and more impatient with this and will be speaking to the manager on Tuesday and if they continue to ignore what my wishes are, I will be, once again forced to file a complaint with the Patient Quality Care Office.

I am just tired of constantly spending money on clothing I should not have to purchase every three months. If they. Well an if is just a waste of my head space. Action is all that it will take to stop this.


Now!

It is Saturday and it is mom's bath day. She is tried and hot, when I arrive. I give her as much to drink as mom will take.

But mom did eat well tonight. And right after her spa treatment she fell asleep. Full, comfortable and secure The staff had to wake her up to change her diaper.

Me I am a mess today.

GOD bless and good night.

Kristopher Schmuland

Being Friday

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Being Friday, mom was very tired tonight. Which means she did not eat much. When mom is this tired, she just chews and chews her food, without swallowing. Eventually she does, but it takes her a long time to eat a mouth full. It is a little frustrating. I am trying to bring nutritious foods for her. But I fault her not.

Mom is tired, so be it. I just got as much as I could into her, plus I made sure she ate her fruit, at least. Which she did.

And then off to bed. She didn't even want her hair washed tonight. That is how tired she was. Usually, even if she is tried, mom will allow me to wash her hair.

I made sure mom had plenty to drink. Gave her the nightly spa treatment. Even this she fussed about, a bit, anyways. So I quickly got this done so I could just hold her hand while she fell asleep.

I am truly blessed that I have decided to make this my life's passion. To look after mom.

Yet I am not comfortable when people tell me I am a great son and will be blessed.

I don't do this for any kind of praise. And I am very uncomfortable even bragging about it. Which I don't. It is not right for me to brag about taking care of my ailing mother.

I just think that I am very lucky to have a mom that raised me to be able to do this for her. There are a handful of individuals who can truly do what I am doing. But it is my mother who raised me to do the right thing. And that is to honour your mother and father. Meaning, they raised me and took the time to do it. So it is simply my turn to return the favor. That is all that is to it.

I love my mom and this is what needs to be done. So I am doing it without hesitation. And will continue.

Sure I would like things. Everyone does. A big screen TV. Sure. But no. More important things to do with that kind of money if I had it.

I am happy watching everything on my laptop. And if I eat one meal a day. I am doing well.

As long as mom gets home cooked meals, I can live on one meal a day.

I truly only want to take care of my mother. That is all I want to do. To make sure that the rest of her life, she is loved and cared for. Nothing else.

Yea I am poor. Very poor. But oh well. I chose to do this and if I am poor because of it. So be it. I mean cash poor. I am rich in so many other ways. To the deep core of my spirit. I over flow with a sense of being.

I have never done anything this worth while in my life. I chased money, not what is important. LOVE.

In all we do, love must be first.

GOD bless and good night

Kristopher Schmuland

I am blessed

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I was going to write some negative comments, but I choose to be upright and write this.


I am blessed that I have a mother whom I get to look after.

I am blessed that I have the health to be there for my mother.

I am blessed that, though I have disabilities, I push forward.

I am blessed that my mother raised me in such a way that I know this is what I am to do in my life.

I am blessed that I have the caring, love and patients to do what I am doing.

I am blessed that others see what I am doing and try to do better themselves.

I am blessed my mother needs me.

I am blessed that someone cares about me.

I am blessed with the gift of insight.

I am blessed with a genuine spirit.

I am blessed that I have been given this opportunity.

I am blessed that I believe in GOD

GOD bless and good night

Kristopher Schmuland

It is hair day

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It is Wednesday and thus being my day to wash mom's hair and style it for her. Three times a week.

No word from the manager about the missing clothing. I still can't believe this is still happening.

I mad mom a pasta dinner, baked pasta and a Cesar salad and I put the left over seafood salad on top of it as well as some avocado. And it was good. This mom ate and ate. Mom ate most of what I brought for her.

And then to the room to wash and style her hair. Plus off to bed.

Didn't get a chance to read to her this evening. Time just went by. Have to catch up tomorrow night.

Other than what was just written , nothing new to report. Mom gets all the vitamins she needs in a day, plus.

Her legs are bending more and more. I am not forcing them, it is all mom.

Joy is the only thing that describes my feelings of what I am doing. I am happy mom is happy, that mom looks forward to me coming each and every night.

There is nothing I would rather do than take care of mom.

It is a calling for me. I believe this to be true.

Another night done

GOD bless and good night

Kristopher Schmuland

I need all the prayers I can get so I find a place by the end of September.

We wish and than

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So today was a better day than yesterday. I didn't have to wait through construction zones. Still got home late.

Mom  today was in a very good mood. Happy, as usual, to see me. Ended up getting into White Rock late. Yes construction. But not any where near as bad as yesterday. I didn't, however, get a chance to put up the housing wanted flyer's I made. Better luck tomorrow. Or to morrow as it is in the King James version of the bible.

Now I had my bags full, needed to get mom her fruit and this can be very heavy. So as soon as I arrived, I immediately got her drinks out of the fridge and we went to her room.

Being Tuesday, where we normally sit is used by mom's old roommate. This is the only day she gets out of bed for dinner. And the family room is used for reading night for the residents. Some of them anyways. So mom and I eat in her room on this day. It is OK with mom, as far as I can tell. I explained it to her. Not tonight though, but before. She gets it.

I really wonder if they even give mom something to drink, as she is so thirsty when I arrive.

I made her fish and chips and I got her a seafood salad as well. And of course mom ate some of the dinner that was served to her.

Afterwards, it was our own reading room time. I just love it, that mom is so into this book. And she grips my hand tightly as the book gets exciting. To cool for word to describe.

The staff member came in just as we were finishing up a chapter. Which was good.

Then after I exercised mom's legs more. Wow, is she every able to bend her legs further and further. I am not doing any of the work. I just get her to relax and let her heel touch the bed. And she relaxes her legs. One at a time.

What I say to mom is, it took a long time for your legs to stiffen up, so it will take time for them to bend again. I know she loves this. Just by the big smile on her face when I tell her she has moved them even more tonight.

I am not forcing her legs at all. I just rub my hand down her legs and tell her to relax them.

Then it is time for me to just hold her hand and be there for her. Thats all. Just being there. The smile on her face each night as she falls asleep is tremendous.

It is hard for me at times, my arm shakes and I try to control it. The only problem with this is, when I leave my right arm has a great old time.

Need to go

GOD bless and good night

I am back to thinking there might not be a GOD. I really need to move and can only afford so much. The landlord wants to paint this place this September and has asked me to be out by the middle of the month. No eviction notice though.

Kristopher Schmuland

We wish

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Yes mom and I wish I was living out their. I need to be taking care of her more. Spending time, just hanging out, watching a movie, going for walks. Teaching her to write again. Bend her knee's completely.

To not just have her think that as soon as I arrive it is dinner time than bed time. I do not want mom to only associate this with me. As that is exactly what happens each and every night. Dinner, bed, spa treatment.

OK I do read to her. Just started to do this a few months ago. I would read a few things to her before. But nothing beats a good book, to get into.

Tonight mom ate allot. She ate most of her chicken pot pie and some of the pork and potatoes. But she ate a heck of allot of fruit. A papaya, kiwi, mini watermelon and this other fruit rambatun, I think it is called. The whole bag of it. 10 pieces. And I think she was still hungry. But she didn't want anything else after I finished her spa treatment.

Yes I would like to state this again.

Once I arrive their, the staff do not have to do anything at all for mom. Except change her diapers and transfer her to bed. Nothing else. I take care of everything. The entire 3 - 4 hours I am their.

Well we are more than half way through her book. The life of Pi. She hangs onto my hand and when it is getting exciting, mom squeezes my hand tighter. She tenses up and then relaxes. She is totally into the book, as I am.

I spoke to the manager about the clothing today, and she is going to ask the two women who might of told my sisters to take some of the clothing home. I will find out tomorrow. These are the two women who, when I say something and want this or that done, will call my sisters it it is not the way they like it.

I have had signs up stating that the girls are not to remove anything from my mothers room. But the signs keep getting taken down. Do I have to repeat myself over and over again. It is like I am dealing with children

Need to go now.

GOD bless and good night

Kristopher Schmuland

More and more BS

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Now yesterday was moms bath day so she was in bed. As usual. And completely covered up, again. This is not good for mom. She is to hot and uncomfortable. And then she drinks and drinks. I am glad she does drink the way she does. The more liquid the better.

I made her a nice omelet and she ate all of it, plus many other things. Great! I love it that mom has a great appetite. That way I know mom is healthy.

After words I read to her in bed, as well as I read to her this evening. It is such and exciting part of the book.

When mom spends the day in bed, she ends up falling asleep early. To much sleep is not good for her either.

And today, mom was up and lively. Of course the first thing that I do is give her something to drink. I made and brought her a hamburger. In pieces and put it together at dinner time. Plus a potato salad I made like mom use to make. Was she ever happy.

Got her ready for bed, as mentioned, read to her. Brushed her teeth. Mom was so full, she was falling asleep while I was doing the dishes.

Her night is completed when her spa treatment was completed. So I just held bother her hands tonight. I was their later tonight. Until after 8. But I ended up getting home close to the same time.

I really do like and enjoy helping my mother. It makes mom happy, so it makes me happy

Other than the fact mom is healthy and happy. I am the same. And we all know what that is about.

GOD bless and good night.

Kristopher Schmuland