Hello again
So my mother's daughters were not there when the dietitian and OT were there. There I said it. I know when to admit my mistakes.
Now tonight, mom was slow chewing, it took her awhile to finish chewing and to swallow her food. She doesn't eat as much as she should, by chewing slowly. I even make each piece very small The nature of the disease.
I am going to make mom, her favorite salad this week, we will see how she does with this.
Now back to the Dietitian and the OT. The PGT used my mother's money to pay for this, and I have not heard anything from either of them. I will be going into the PGT office this week and demanding a copy of both reports. Since my mother's money paid for this unnecessary expense, I will be getting a copy of this. JUSTICE.
By the time I finished feeding mom, my right shoulder was burning. And changing mom, she was fighting all the way. I mentioned to her that I was in pain and could she relax and not fight me. As it was hurting to much. But I continued even thought she was resisting. The nature of the disease.
By the time I left I was and still am in extreme pain. Look another accident on board, OK while I was getting off the bus.
I mentioned to mom that no matter how much pain I am in I will still do whatever I do now. Extra pain medication I guess.
So saying all this, I need to go now. I am hurting and I will be seeing my doctor tomorrow.
GOD bless and good night.
Mr. Kristopher Schmuland
This is the story of my mother and myself. About dealing with the institution, hospitals, the doctors and the PGT. How my mother feels thinks and what she wants. And how, as a care giver for her. My thoughts and feelings. How this all effects both my mother and myslelf. Searching for dignaty and respect. For legal purposes I have to write this is my opinion
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
Monday, November 16, 2015
At it still
Hello again
It is another windy and rainy day in Vancouver. Fall is here.
I arrived to find out my mother's daughters were there today. And it is interesting that the private Dietitian and OT were also there today. What I was told is that I can't be there when they test my mother.
But this is the PGT and KB attempting to try and screw me over. Little do they know I will just save this information and use it as ammunition against them. Discrimination. Plain and simple.
They would rather take the word of a pot head who never visits over the son who is there all the time, no matter what it is like out side or how I feel. In serious pain, barely able to walk or use my right arm. But I am there and I am taking care of my mother.
I need a sewing machine. I wrote to the PGT KB of the PGT, told them to tell my mother's daughters to bring my mother's sewing machines back so I can repair mom's clothing. Yea it hasn't happened so far.
I will be making a trip down to the office this week. It costs to much to constantly be bringing the clothing, for simple repairs, to a seamstress. Where I can do it myself.' With the aid of a sewing machine. It took me 4 days to repair a nightgown, because the staff keep tearing them, Needle and thread. I only have so much time in the morning to work on ,mom's clothing. And there is many items that need a simple repair.
Now mom looked great today, she said she enjoyed her visit with her daughters. I am very glad she did. But they only came today because the Dietitian and the OT came today. Let us see if they will be speaking with me. Or not.
But mom is always happy to see me. And tonight I spent as much time with her as I could. I just didn't want to leave her side. Mom loved me for this. I stayed until she was completely asleep.
Of course the usual spa treatment and neck massage. She ate very well.
Though, because of a recent injury, I am now going to have to feed her with my left hand. By the time I finished feeding mom tonight, my right shoulder was burning. As it is now. But I will finish this and still write to the PGT KB. Just check it out and you can figure who I am speaking about.
Now I do have to go. I actually found something to make for dinner. Even though I have no desire to eat. In to much pain.
Please pray for mom and I. Please pray that I find a place soon. I am having a hard time carrying everything I do. I need to get a granny bag.
GOD bless and good night
Kristopher Schmuland
It is another windy and rainy day in Vancouver. Fall is here.
I arrived to find out my mother's daughters were there today. And it is interesting that the private Dietitian and OT were also there today. What I was told is that I can't be there when they test my mother.
But this is the PGT and KB attempting to try and screw me over. Little do they know I will just save this information and use it as ammunition against them. Discrimination. Plain and simple.
They would rather take the word of a pot head who never visits over the son who is there all the time, no matter what it is like out side or how I feel. In serious pain, barely able to walk or use my right arm. But I am there and I am taking care of my mother.
I need a sewing machine. I wrote to the PGT KB of the PGT, told them to tell my mother's daughters to bring my mother's sewing machines back so I can repair mom's clothing. Yea it hasn't happened so far.
I will be making a trip down to the office this week. It costs to much to constantly be bringing the clothing, for simple repairs, to a seamstress. Where I can do it myself.' With the aid of a sewing machine. It took me 4 days to repair a nightgown, because the staff keep tearing them, Needle and thread. I only have so much time in the morning to work on ,mom's clothing. And there is many items that need a simple repair.
Now mom looked great today, she said she enjoyed her visit with her daughters. I am very glad she did. But they only came today because the Dietitian and the OT came today. Let us see if they will be speaking with me. Or not.
But mom is always happy to see me. And tonight I spent as much time with her as I could. I just didn't want to leave her side. Mom loved me for this. I stayed until she was completely asleep.
Of course the usual spa treatment and neck massage. She ate very well.
Though, because of a recent injury, I am now going to have to feed her with my left hand. By the time I finished feeding mom tonight, my right shoulder was burning. As it is now. But I will finish this and still write to the PGT KB. Just check it out and you can figure who I am speaking about.
Now I do have to go. I actually found something to make for dinner. Even though I have no desire to eat. In to much pain.
Please pray for mom and I. Please pray that I find a place soon. I am having a hard time carrying everything I do. I need to get a granny bag.
GOD bless and good night
Kristopher Schmuland
Sunday, November 15, 2015
A Sunday night and cold
Hello again
It is starting to look allot like winter. OK it is cold out and in White Rock it was very windy, making even colder.
I have no idea but I am just cold all the time now.
So anyway, I arrived and got mom to her room, Then realized she needed to be changed. I went and got a care aid and we got her changed and into bed, By the time this was done, mom was now getting tired. But she didn't have dinner yet. I kept telling her it is not bed time, we need to eat first.
I was able to get mom to eat, at first she was hesitant, but soon was getting into eating. A nice diner and dessert. Then it was her nightly spa treatment.
Mom really loves this and I am glad. I just want to make her happy.
Saturday night we watched How the Grinch stole Christmas. Mom enjoyed this. I have a few more Christmas movies for us to watch and mom wants me to get the nut cracker ballet. I will do this tonight after this.
It has just been typical days.
I ended up getting a blender and it makes the best smoothies. I should of got one a long time ago. So much easier than the hand blender. Not as fast though, but better.
I am in real pain tonight. Something happened and it is bad.
My heart goes out to all in Paris.
It is just hurting to much to continue to type
Please pray for mom and I. That I find a place close to her.
GOD bless and good night.
Kristopher Schmuland
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