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
Saturday, October 8, 2016
The first Birthday
OK This October 12, is my mother's Birthday. This will be the very first time I am celebrating an occasion without my mother..... l usually make mom a nice dinner and bring her gifts and flowers, plus a nice, meaningful card. I am now becoming very depressed because of this. I am not doing well because of it.
I will, however, get mom a nice card and flowers. Put them next to her urn. Sing Happy Birthday to her. Really, if anyone thinks I am crazy for doing this. Then I am crazy! I don't see this changing anytime soon. Just not in the cards for me.
It is making me really depressed though. I am not even close to letting go. My mother stills needs a service for closure for her spirit. I am trusting GOD that HE will provide the needed funds to make this happen.
Mom needs to have everyone speak about her, a nice service with a video presentation. Slide show of allot of her photo's, with her and dad. Just so she knows, her spirit, that we are still thinking about her. I will never stop thinking about her, her spirit is with me always. Sure you say, it was almost a year ago that she passed. But no one knows all the hassled I have had to deal with. The wheelchair, that is not even hers, that is sitting outside, under a tarp. I have to take these individuals to court. Need help with that. I know how to do it, just need help. Can't afford a lawyer. Anyone know of one for me, to give me advice. Let me know.
I sit alone, and am lonely. I have no one now. Just me. It is not fun being alone. Saturday night and I am here by myself writing this. I enjoy writing, but it would be nice to be out with someone. Actually no it would not. I don't even know anymore. I just know I am truly alone now. And it hurts deeply. I miss my mother every single day, all day.
I am trying. Before my cousin sent me all these job postings. I wasn't ready. Now I am. I had a job, but to old for what they wanted. Piss me off. I need something right away, I mean right away. I need to cover the extra rent, now that my friend decided to stay up north and not live here with me. I will be OK when I get a job.
Well 11 pm and I still need to eat.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
Friday, October 7, 2016
A better day so far
Hello again
My day so far is good. Feeling a little better. No brain fog so far today. A good thing. Just coming back from Vancouver. Now back to White Rock and see if I can get the doctor to change the prescription to one that is covered.
I will do what I can.
Meeting up with this couple I sort of know. A women whom I would speak with on the bus going to and coming back from White Rock. While I was taking care of mom. I would see her around a shopping center and we would speak. Then I met her husband. A very nice man. We've chatted. Today will be the first time we are meeting up and have some coffee. OK tea for me. I believe we can become friends. I will have to be on my best behavior and do my best to ads some more friends. I am good at meeting people, just not good at keeping friends.
It is Thanksgiving this weekend here in Canada. No big deal for me. Haven't had a Thanksgiving in a very, very long time. I just made sure mom had her Thanksgiving dinner with all the fixings. That pleased me greatly to see mom enjoy her dinner.
Here is the but. It is my mother's Birthday as well. October 12,1928. It is now hitting me hard, just thinking about it. What to do! Know I will get mom a card. You say she has passed away January 31,2016 So why are you getting uou mother a Birthday card. Because I need to. I will never stop celebrating her Birthday.
It is bad enough that I am no longer taking care of her, and she has passed away. By the way, it took me months to just accept the fact she is gone, yet I still struggle to believe mom has passed away. To continue after my rant. Her Birthday is upon me now. I still have not given mom a memorial service. To give my mother's spirit closure. This is a tremendous stress on me. I don't think I can rest until this is done.
I don't sleep. I barely eat. I forget to eat is my excuse. Jus don't want to eat. I do, however, want to sleep. I am afraid if I do sleep, I won't wake up for days.
I write this on the bus and let us see if it will be published or not. I had the app before and just downloaded it again
Time to say good day to y'all and I will write latter.
GOD bless and good day to you all.
Kristopher Schmuland
Thursday, October 6, 2016
Yes it is fall and it is falling
Again it has been several days since my last post and I have missed you and writing this blog. It gives me pleasure and pain. But I get to vent and let you all know that life does suck at times. OK for me it seems that it sucks most of the time. I am not making excuses, I am still in pain over my loss of my mother. Have seen a grief counselor. That is done now. It did some good. I was seeing a counselor, but that was costing me and I can no longer afford to go to see her. To bad, I was getting allot out of it. She was very helpful. And I know I would of been able to deal with allot of the issues I have by seeing her. It is really to bad. Out of all the counselors I have seen in my life, I finally connect with one and can no longer afford her.
I have seen a counselor through Fraser Health, he is not bad. I saw him last week and we discussed going to a psychiatrist. His response was I don`t need one, I am dealing with everything very well. He then asked me how I am able to deal with everything going on in my life, all the diagnosis that I have been given. Well, I say to him. I don`t know myself how I am dealing with everything. He asked if I have thought of suicide. My answer was yes. Do you have any plans made. No I don`t. I thought of it. I have so much going on I am not sure if I can continue to deal with it as you think I can.
The truth is, I am nothing now.. I have no purpose, Whatever I do will never give me the satisfaction I received by looking after my mother. Fighting for her rights and just being their for her. Nothing! I don`t believe I have a purpose anymore. So my days are just that. A man without a purpose. Taking care of my mother was a full time job, And as always, I would do it all over again, without a second thought. I loved every minute of it. The only thing worth while in my life. I believe anyways.
Now he tells me that I have dealt well and seem to be doing OK. Once again. They are not getting it. I can put on this brave face and pretend to be doing well, on the outside that is, but on the inside, I no longer want to be here. What for! I am not serving a purpose in this world. That is my problem. I believe I am to do something that matters in life. Not just be. I have been given the gift of intelligence, creativity, honour, compassion. Knowing. I have been given many gifts and they are just going to waste. I can`t just do this anymore. I was there everyday for mom, because it was a gift. It was to use what I have been given. My compassion and understanding. It was to do what we all should be doing. Honour your mother and father..
It is getting harder for me, as I miss holding mom`s hand each day. Just knowing that mom knew someone was there for her. To care for her no matter what. Even if was just sitting there holding her hand, singing to her, reading to her. or just simply sitting there being still. So I have no purpose, so why be here. Not doing anything for anyone. Yes I learned some very valuable skills, that were sharpened. To advocate, to understand the law when it comes to seniors issues. But not anymore.
So all I want to do now is to use all the skills and gifts I have and received, while taking care of my mother, and put them to use. But, here is the big but. It seems that it is going to be more difficult than I thought.
I moved. Now I have a place that I thought I had the perfect roommate. My friend, so called, works out of town, recently divorced and paying for hotels every time he is in town. He paid half the month for this first month, then a few days latter he tells me he has changed his mind and is just going to get a place up there. Crappy or what. Now I am stuck paying the full amount. I can`t afford it. Then I say to myself, It is time to get a Part time job.
Off I go to the job club and send off 6 resumes. I got two job interviews and I thought I got one of the jobs. I go Monday morning and worked for three days. I needed to finish moving and I brought this up in the interview, so I couldn`t work the Thursday and Friday. It was on the weekend that I got a feeling I lost the job. Everyone at the job was saying to me, We will see you Monday.I get an email telling me the owner is going a different way. In other words, younger! As everyone at the company was younger than I am. Age discrimination. A first and I never thought it would happen to me.
OK I take that and go and send off another 6 resumes. I get an email an hour after I sent the resume to the company and the next day I get an interview. The interview went well, but the last thing the owner of the company said to me was thank you SIR. SIR there goes that job. He was asking what I was making in my other jobs.
I just want a Part Time, three days a week. Just some extra money to help pay the rent and bills. I also need to pursue helping seniors. Advocating for their rights I had or maybe still have an opportunity to do this. I just need a few days, free, during the week.
I just want a part time job. I am not looking to take over there companies. I am not looking for a huge wage. Just a decent wage for a decent job done. That is all
I am trying. I was at the job club again today, sending off a few more. Maybe trying to get something in the non profit sector.
Just not working. Just a job.
OK I have Parkinson's Fibromyalagia, Diabetes, depression and a huge list of other things wrong. I am in pain all the time. The last few days my mind has been in a fog. I couldn`t even button up my shirts correctly. It happened three times. I saw my doctor today and he tells me that the brain fog is part of having Fibromyalagia. My doctor tells me there are some good medications to help deal with this disorder. He writes me a prescription for another type of pain relief medication. I take it in to the Pharmacist and they tell me it is not covered and it will cost me $83.65 for one month. I don`t have $83.65 and can`t pay for this every month. I don`t have the money. I didn`t get the prescription, which I need.
Now I am really upset. I need this medication and can`t get it. I have all these things wrong with me and can`t get the help I need to deal with everything. I had a counselor I could talk too. But can`t afford her. The other counselor thinks I can deal with everything that is thrown at me. Yes it seems that I can and have no idea why or how I am dealing with everything. I just say it is GOD that is dealing with this for me or helping me.
I have always said that GOD never gives you more than HE thinks you can handle. Well it is coming to an end of what I can handle.
I believe I am done writing tonight.
¸GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
Sunday, October 2, 2016
I have been dealing
Well I moved this past week and I have not had any Internet for over a week now. It has been difficult .Before I moved I downloaded as much as I could. The new landlord let me move in a week early. Except I could not move all the heavy things until Thursday. Been sleeping at the old place until Thursday. Not good for me. They, the old roommates had not even found a place when I moved out.
I did everything I could for the lady in the wheelchair. Spoke to the social worker, kept trying to get her to do something. Suggested she move into a home. That she just didn't fly.
I am not a happy person.
What my biggest problem is and has been is my negative thoughts. It seems that I don't believe in anything, even when it is happening. I don't know what my trust issues are.
Been speaking with a counselor this past week. It was going well until he brought up one thing. And things took a turn for they worse. Again. As it seem my life goes.
I am just trying to move on and get things together.
That is it.
I AM JUST TRYING TO GET BY
I really do need help
I pray for assistance. Not giving mom a service, yet, is really taking it's toll on me. I just can't believe that nothing and/or nobody is willing to step up and be a human being.
After all I am a good person. Yes I have my problems. But who doesn't
GOD bless and good night.
I will be back soon. Not sure what is going to happen in the next few days. It seems, again, things are not going well.
So not sure when and/or if I will return to write.
May the grace of GOD be a blessing to you.
Kris Schmuland
My place is a mess, it is overwhelming. Just a mess.