Day 300
Monday, March 17, 2014
Physical
Wow. I can’t believe
it’s been 300 days since I started this blog!
This was yet another strange day. DH slept fairly late this morning after he’d
been bathed and was all clean and warm.
He really had the warmest place in the house then! He woke a little before noon, and I took him
his pills and drink. He also ate a jelly
doughnut. Yes I know that’s not
“healthy”. I don’t care, he can eat what
ever he wants and will eat!
During the afternoon, he mentioned that oops, he thought he
needed to be changed. Well, yes. We had a difficult time, and no need to go
into any details. But, in the process, I
made a major boo0boo. And it boils down
to I simply couldn’t see well enough to notice .. when I cut off the tabs
(because when I pull them, everything tends to shred and stretch), I accidently
cut off the end of the catheter (dialysis) tubing. I didn’t figure it out until I realized the
bed was wet. I promptly clamped it, and
called the dialysis nurse.
After a repair and a preventative dose of antibiotic, DH went
back to sleep
The supply order that was supposed to come got delayed until
Tuesday.
I woke DH up to watch his TV shows. He didn’t want anything to eat, but I finally
persuaded him to eat a couple of ham sandwiches. He also refused to drink any more of the
extra drink than it took to get his pills down.
When I got him ready for bed, I had to clean him up yet
again. But once everything was done, and
dialysis started, he went on to sleep.
He did wake around 4:00, and I had to persuade him that he didn’t need
to go anywhere and to go back to slee.
Then just before 7:30 I heard him stirring again and went in to take the
early pill. I found him completely
sideways on the bed with his feet hanging over the rail. He was pretty much “stuck”, so I’m not overly
worried about him being able to get out; but I do worry about him hurting
himself like that, and also pulling too hard on the dialysis tubing and causing
damange.
After getting bathed, he was still a bit confused, but went
on to sleep.
People:
The CAN was here early as usual. The dialysis nurse came in response to the
“emergency” in the late afternoon. The
supply order was supposed to come, but I got a call he will be here tomorrow
instead. The weather had delayed him too
much to be able to get here in time.
Emotions:
I’m really tired of everything in this house smelling
bad. I use a LOT of Fabreeze, as well as
turning on my Scentsy burners. It’s not
enough. I’m also tired of being cold, even though I know perfectly well when
summer finally gets here, it will be “too hot”.
What can I say .. I’m OLD. I get
too cold and too hot.
I keep trying to tell myself I went a whole year without a
weekend off; and in fact, had only a few half days and one full day “off”. I had a lovely weekend only a month ago and
should be just fine to handle everything.
And in fact, I’m just not handling things as well as I should be
doing. I need to stop letting resentment
build up, but the selfishness of the kids just gets to me. I’m tired and don’t get a “real” break.
I don’t even like myself when I’m whiny. This is how it is and I don’t know why I don’t
just accept that this is how things are.
The “kids” do not understand and do not really care. They have their own lives to deal with and
really don’t see anything here as “important”.
And after all, I’m here all day, so what’s the problem, right?
They
*say* the sun will come back on Thursday.
Maybe I’ll have a better attitude then
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