Hello again
I am coming to acceptance, but not really. How long does it take one to accept the fact that they have an incurable disease. A week, a month, 6 months, never. There are the stages that one must go through. I am getting there. Still hurts. And the fact I have no one to discus this with is even more bothersome. Again, I guess it is my doing. Not having people around. I am so busy. I travel 7 hours a day by bus to go and take care of my ailing mother. And I know this is what I am to be doing with my life at this moment in time. Take care of my parent. Honor your mother and father. Honor the widow. This is what I am doing and I am doing a great job of it.
No one else can even compare to what I am doing. No one else, at mom's home, spends as much time as I do or has spent the days in a row I have spent. Over 3 1/2 years, without missing one single day. I don't say any of this to brag. It is what it is.
So if I have no one to speak with. I don't have time. I need to be in White Rock and this will give me 7 hours everyday to spend trying to get things happening. I mean to talk to the proper people who can help me with this disease and everything else I am going through.
MOM
Bath day, so mom is always in bed when I arrive. And she is always hot. Today I found her in the corner of her bed. With her head against the rail. Very uncomfortable. And it looked like she was in some pain. I quickly remedied that situation. Straightened her out. Took some of the blankets off her. The staff could not even change the sheets. Mom is clean and they put her into a dirty bed. REALLY!
Anyways. I gave mom as much to drink as she wanted. Which was allot. And then a snack followed by tomatoes. I went and warmed up dinner. Mom ate everything, and by the time her served dinner came, mom was done. And by the way, it took this care aid almost an hour to serve the dinner. We should know, Man Tracker was almost done. An hour show, starting at 5 ending at 6. We watch this every Saturday.
After I changed mom's sheets, changed her into the proper night gown. Then I was able to completely give mom her nightly spa treatment before this casual staff came into change mom.
Oh yea, this women didn't come in anywhere near the time she should of been there. I pressed the buzzer and not a soul came around. No one. For half and hour. That is when I turned it off myself. This is how good they are. If it was an emergency, the person would of been dead, by the time. Right they never came.
Anyways, I was by mom's side until 8 pm tonight. I sang our good night song to her early, then I just held her hand. Before I realized it, it was 8. Didn't matter anyways. If I lived in White Rock. I would be there later than that.
Well it is very late time for me to go.
GOD bless and good night
Kristopher Schmuland
