I'm hoping after 2 o' clock tomorrow, I can relax, have some of the depression and frustration fall away. I'm so tired of the frustration I've had in dealing with the state, Valley Medical and an ill fitting chair. It's time for a bout of peace. And some joy. Hopefully a strong romance, but that is optional.
Btw, Becky is gonna survive, but might wake from her coma with some brain damage. But at least she's alive. Thank the Lord.
Gaaa! Ege is a handful. He's a climber; he'll jump too. He jumped up on zee table tonight. Grandma left a mug of water on there and two untaken pills. Fearing Ege would take interest in them I put them in my shirt (a fold in my shirt) then took the mug out to the kitchen. On the way out the full mug was jostled, spilling all down my shirt and between my thighs. *unhappy face* One of the pills had started dissolving, leaving an orange stain and the other was a gel capsule.
Come Februrary or March, Grams is being moved to an assisted care center. Mom can't keep up the care or cope with the stress any longer. Grandma requires constant attention now in a contained environment. She won't listen to reason; she doesn't understand why she can't up and go to the grocery store any ole time she wants. She becomes frustrated when she tries to leave and you tell her no. She becomes obstinate and shouts at you cause she's frustrated. We're all afraid she'll up and go again and us not catch her in time. Mike and Jen caught her at 2 in the morning going out to the garage. They're afraid they won't hear her the next time. Also, Grandma doesn't recognize her home anymore. So it's time.
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