I took care of Granny yesterday. She slept till 11:45AM yesterday morning. She slept soundly and hardly moved. She must have really needed it. When I got her up, she was very shaky and could hardly move her feet. It worried me. Then, she could hardly drink her juice. Three or four times she got choked.
She ate her meal fine but I saw her rubbing her head. I asked if her head hurt and she nodded. So I put acetaminofen in with her medicine. We always have her wash out her mouth after every meal. While she was washing out her mouth, she squinted her eyes closed the whole time. I would give her a drink. She would swish and then spit it out–the whole time with her eyes squinted close.
I said, “Mama, don’t you feel good? Is your head hurting?” She said no this time. She said, “I’m Okay. I’m just…..” So I knew there was something going on. I didn’t know whether to walk her or not, but I did. We walked 10X@ the table slowly. We took lots of breaks to look out the window. At times she had such a pitiful look on her face like she didn’t feel good?? is in pain?? The way she is, we have to search and guess what is wrong with her. Sooooo hard.
After we walked, I sat her in her rocker, and she slept and slept. She never, never does this. Even when we want her to sleep she doesn’t sleep. She has not been sleeping much during the day, so I didn’t know if she was catching up or if something else is going on. One thing I did know…she was not the same.
I pile pillows around her to keep her from sliding and to keep her book in place near where she can see it. This pic is dark because of the window behind it, but if you look closely, you can see she is asleep.
Dad sits in his chair and reads a lot of the time.
Mom used to love to read, but she can’t now. It is so sad.
It is getting harder and harder to care for her and I dread it just about every time. I don’t want to give up though. She deserves the best of everything. Martha writes things in the journal that wonderfully describse how I feel. She has a way with words. She says:
“Cleaned teeth and mouth and walked 10X@ table & stood @ window for while. She touches my heart so deeply! Such simple pleasures bring her so much joy! I was thinking this morning as I was kneeling & putting on her shoes, pull-up, etc, how in ways I’m serving Mom…..She deserves so much good! At least in my eyes!
And one time she wrote…
“I combed her hair thinking so many sad thoughts & praying & I just thought, “What could I do to be a blessing to Mama today?” So that is my prayer today–that I can do everything possible to be a blessing to her today. And of course, I pray for patience. I’ll need it.”
And…
“She has walked wonderfully today! Let’s agree in prayer that she won’t have any more infections! (UTI) It was 7:45PM when I got everything done, so we sat & looked @ pics the rest of the night. It has been a good day. Just very time consuming. Not had hardly any time to myself. One precious thing she did tonight: At night when I walk her I always say, “It’s been a good day, hasn’t it Mama?” I always say it. Even when it’s been rough. Tonight, when I asked her, she said, “Un-huh! You and me!” How priceless! She is so precious & has loved on me today. Another sign she’s feeling better.”
When I read what Martha writes, it makes me want to do better taking care of Mom. Her words inspire me to not give up.
Dad woke Mom for supper and she was bright, perky, and felt so much better. I guess she had gotten so behind on her sleep she couldn’t stay awake. She kept saying things were wonderful. It was a relief she was ok and made me so happy!! Dad bothers her a lot at night. I don’t think he realizes how much. He is up and down and I think he moves and bothers her. Dad doesn’t sleep good most of the time. Thank God she was ok. I was so worried she had had another stroke.
I am supposed to go back again tomorrow. I dread it, as always. It is hard this time because Ryan is very sick. He even told me tonight he had trouble breathing. He has asthma, but has not needed his puff in for.ev.er. So, when he got his checkup and they gave me the prescription, I didn’t turn it in. ugh! I hope to get it tomorrow after I sit Mom in her chair in the afternoon. It is safe to leave a while when she is in her chair because she can’t get up, and Dad is there to watch her. If we leave her on the couch resting, she can get up.
And last but not least (y’all ever heard that sayin?)… This is the pics Nikki sent me the last couple of days. Mason on a quilt his great-great grandmother (my dad’s mom) quilted. How cool is that?!
I love how he is holding his little feet!
And remember how I told you Haley has learned to button and unbutton her shirt……
Notice the temporary tatoos on her belly and notice her shoes. When I was there the other day, she got a pair of Nikki’s really high heels and tried to walk all over the place with them. Ahhhh I love these babies!
Hope you all have a blessed night tonight and day tomorrow!