Hello again.
Again it has been a few days since my last post, but I did not want to write as I am extremely broke and just didn't want to bring it up or talk about it. To the point where I have not even groceries. This is now an forced fast. Like the poem of Poor Mother Hubbard and her cupboards were bare. My cupboards are always bare, as I can't eat canned food. I get sick. It is my fridge is empty. It was easy to clean though.
Now mom has been doing well. Yesterday, being Saturday, she was in bed, and of course they have nothing on. No TV, no stereo. I even brought this up with management. I just asked that they turn her bed so she can see the TV. Simple isn't it. One would seem to think it would be. But to these care aids, it is to much work. And they just don't give a crap about anyone but themselves.
Time for a sign. Or to go in really early on Saturday and just give them shit. That is what I am going to do.
But mom is OK anyways. It has just been quiet the last few days.
I have brought mom dinners up until tonight. I didn't have anything to make her and the same goes for the next few days. Nothing. I don't even have the funds to purchase her a needed blender to make her smoothies with.
The one I had, which by the way, I purchased last spring, died while I was making mom's last smoothie. I was just about done and the hand blender just stopped. I then used the blender as a masher, which left lumps in the smoothie. Mom will be out of her smoothie within a day or two and then, well you get it. I won't be able to make her one.
No chocolate either for mom for a few days. She has never been without her chocolates, or smoothie or fruit, since she has been in White Rock.
What is important is I feel like a complete looser.
I only want to take care of my mother and since I am disabled and now with Parkinson's, This is all I want to do.
My Parkinson's has been acting up. Since I had to use the hand blender as a masher. My right arm has been to weak to type for any length of time. It is a little better today. But it is getting tired already.
Now mom was in bed today,again. Funny, I knew this, this morning. That mom would be in bed. They say I am an empath. I can feel others. Which is true. I know things about people and situations. Allot of the time I just don't want to know.
Now mom was in bed as she had an accident today. So they cleaned her up. But from what I saw and her clothing. This never happened. Again to f... in lazy. Or something. Her chair was't dirty or her clothing. No smell or anything.
So I fed mom what I could. I did have some crackers and she had some cheese, so that was the start of the meal while we waited for the served meal.
By the time she was finished her meal, she was tired and was starting to fall asleep. Mom just wanted to hold my hand close to her, while we waited for the staff to come in.
Then mom only wanted me to do her arms and face.
I did this for her and then just held her hand. I needed to leave. For what I really don't know. I went the long way back tonight and I got back 15 minutes earlier than going my normal way.
Well enough of my complaining for today.
Please continue to pray if you do this for mom and I
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
