Sunday, August 28, 2016
Dear beautiful girl...I'm watching you, like me, you are trying to make yourself invisible. Like me, you have weight to lose-I'm sure it's an up and down battle. I see you looking at the other two girls your age and I'm glad to see you are friends with one. Do not compare yourself to others. It's a hard trap to escape. A hard cycle to break. I'm proud of you for what you are doing. Hopefully I will see you again, if nothing else I hope to be here at least 30-60 min 4 times a week. When you look in the mirror, I want you to see your beautiful skin and shiny hair. Green eyes and a pretty smile. God created you. Walk with confidence. You are His child. His creation. Your purpose today? To inspire me.
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Friday, August 26, 2016
I'm trying a headset for the first time or an ear piece I should say.
Things are not all that great today. No sleep. Alzheimer's in full force today. And a lot more. I really do not like sharing pics of myself, I'm not that pretty...but I do want grandchildren on up to know what I look like. 😳😝😏
Monday, August 22, 2016
It's 9:55 pm. I haven't sat down. Had senior parent meeting after work. Well, I came home, cooked breakfast for dinner, then went to meeting, then to the store.
Dishes, laundry, changing mom, giving her a snack, getting lunches ready for tomorrow, and dog duty....
Yet I suffer from insomnia! 🙄
Sunday, August 21, 2016
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Tori bought this for me. Mr. O pulls no punches. I've stopped watching the news, this election makes me ill. I can say Cavuto, Gretchen Carlson and Mr. O are about the most fair on Fox. Fox has a lot of mess to clean up.
Back to book---prologue broke my heart and captured my mind. It's fair and tough.
It is Saturday. I am so lonely and so sad. Caregiving in the final stages is different. The cues on what is needed and wanted by mom are harder to read. To understand.
I can remember those long days and nights at the beginning when I prayed she would just sit down for five minutes. When it seemed the medicine prescribed to calm her took forever to work. Now 1/4 th of that same medicine will knock her out for 24 hours. Her appetite is great. No problems swallowing. Mom will call me by name sometimes.
She is bed ridden. I did hold her up and she took three steps the other night. Remembering one foot in front of the other. I remembered when those skinny legs moved with her dust mop.
I don't know if this is the source of my sadness. I have a feeling my caregiving will end as empty nesting officially begins. What will I do? My marriage is not that great. I'm tossing around a second job and online classes.
If you want to know what my tonight looks like and what my tomorrow will be here are a couple of pics. Please pray.