Day 288
Wednesday, March
5, 2014
Physical:
For the most
part DH had a good day. Toward evening
he started with wanting to go home,. I
got him up late morning or around noon .. not even sure .. I had a bit of a struggle getting him dressed
(ended up having to change the bed), but at least getting into the chair went a
little better. I am slowly getting the
hang of how to do that. And once he got
his drink and pills, he went on to sleep for all afternoon. I had to wake him up to eat (it was after
that he was talking about going home).
He ate a little better, 2 chicken wings (they were fat wings) and some
salad. I thought he had eaten all of his
salad; but later discovered most of it spilled on the floor. L
He took so long to eat I didn’t try to give him the 2nd
protein drink. Getting him settled for
the night was again a hassle. Getting
him “cleaned up” .. over and over .. is So frustrating.
Once
settled, he went on to sleep and slept well.
I had to
wake him for a ill when the CAN got here, but he had no trouble going back to
sleep.
People:
The CAN came,
early morning as is now usual. That’s
all.
Emotions:
For some
reason, the last few days I’ve been more weepy than I have for a long
time. I can think of lots of “excuses”,
but honestly, I don’t really know why. I
spend too much of my day just pacing around the house. I know I could be doing things, but just can’t
get my mind on anything. I know at least
some of the problem is that I’ve got inflammation in my eyes again (have
learned to recognize the symptoms). And
there’s the fact that this winter seems never-ending.
For awhile I
was able to get a nap during the afternoon.
For some reason I haven’t been able to do that for awhile now. I am sleeping better at night; but still
having to get up way too early. I think
I’m really not a morning person. Well,
getting up and taking my time getting routine stuff done is fine. But having my whole routine disrupted is not
working out for me yet. I know I have to
adjust, but can’t seem to get there.
This moring the CAN took the pad off the bed (it was “dirty”) .. and I
broke down in tears just because I had just had to wash it yesterday. It’s not that big a deal, but I just fell
apart over something that trivial. Plus
the fact that I’m tired of doing laundry!
I’ve always been really weird about laundry (stemming from more than 30
years ago when I had to – literally – walk about 15 blocks to a Laundromat with
a toddler). I hate for it to pile
up. I guess this is karma now, I’m having no choice … sheets and towels and
bed pads pile up so fast.
Today (Thursday)
is my brother’s birthday. I have
realized I don’t have his phone number, or my sister’s. I need to update my “phone book”. One more thing I can’t do without help .. and
the only person available isn’t actually available except for a few hours a
week, and there’s never enough time. And
if anything else comes up, it precludes the one afternoon. Very frustrating.
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