Hello again
So I arrived to the manager setting up a meeting next Friday with herself, the social worker and the lady from the Patients Care Quality Office. We will see. I only have one major problem and if this is not fixed immediately I will have to go to Pivot. A legal firm that helps the disenfranchised And state discrimination/Sexism.
After sitting down with the manager, it was now 5 pm and getting to be dinner time. Today I was only able to bring mom a salad. A carrot, red cabbage and green onion salad, with a creamy poppyseed dressing. Then she also had the served dinner. Oh yea, I didn't even have a papaya for her today. Just two gold kiwi's. Her chocolate, some other dessert. And she was still hungry. So I gave her crackers with peanut butter and jam on them, plus another piece of butter tart. And allot to drink.
Wow. That was allot. I don't ever eat as much as mom does. And I am suppose to eat allot more often than I do. As I need to eat to take my Parkinson medication. Which I don't. So I don't take the medication that is to make me better. It really bother's the stomach without food. I know. I have done this already. And not good. I need a high Fiber diet. Since the medication causes extreme constipation. I have experienced this from the start and it far worse off, if I don't eat. That is why I needed to stop the medication for now. I can only afford to eat once a day at this present time. I need to take this medicine 3 times a day.
There is my pity pot. Oh yea, I have a campaign going on to help me raise money to purchase hearing aids.
www.Gofundme,com/yugmns. If you thought of donating to me for my mothers sake. There is the spot to do so.
I have meetings set up and I have multiple people in these meetings. I have to hear everyone. Or else I won't be able to accomplish what it is I am trying to do within each meeting.
And; these meetings are not for me. They are to insure mom is treated correctly and with respect. To make sure I can get the needed medical information from the hospital. Not being told you are not the one who we go too.
I am their and I am the one looking after my mother.
I didn't want to say anything,but it is needed. On Sunday, I was just leaving the mall, up the street from mom's, I saw my nephew and his family. Of course he didn't speak or acknowledge my presence. That was OK. I thought they went and saw my mother. So when I arrived at mom's I was asking everyone if anyone had come to see mom today.
The answer was a unanimous NO! This is what I have to deal with. And this is why my name needs to be the person to go too.
Now after mom ate more, I brushed her teeth, I had already got her ready for bed. The staff came in, we got her into bed. Now she was tired. I quickly went and did the dishes, and when I came back, mom was ready for sleep.
I gave her the nightly spa treatment, but she did not want her legs done this evening. She just wanted to hold my hand. Which she did. She grabbed my hand and pulled it close to her. Mumbled a few things and closed her eye's. The music was playing and she was singing with me.
I have been staying latter as of late. Don't know why, but I have been and getting home a little later as well. I am just waiting for mom to fall asleep before I leave.
I do need to go now.
Please go to the site www.Gofundme.com/yugmns. Donate for my hearing aids. And pray for us.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
