Sick or tired, or both?
Hi Friends,
Don't feel like writing much tonight, so I'll be brief. Made a run to the store with Pam earlier today, and got some needed items...cat food, for one, so at least the kitties will be eating. :) When I was done with that, went down to RIC and hung out with mom...no scheduled therapies on Sundays, so we did four laps around the unit without a break (go Bev!) in place of PT, and then did some speech therapy exercises. I tired her out sufficiently to have a nap, and so I just hung out and did some time-killing stuff online on the computer while she napped. I planned to give her about an hour, and when I returned to the room, she was already being helped to the bathroom by the tech...I offered to finish helping, and mom immediately told me she wasn't feeling well at all, and as soon as she sat in her chair (it was almost dinnertime at this point), she kept telling me she wasn't feeling well and wanted to lie down. I tried the best I could to keep her up for awhile longer in case it was just because she was groggy from having been woken up from her nap, but then she started crying and apologizing but that she just didn't feel good and wanted to lie down. It absolutely broke my heart, but I didn't quite know what to do...at that point, I knew she wouldn't eat much if any dinner, so I got a soy yogurt out of the fridge and had her eat that, with much protest. She did finish it, and then I helped her lie down. Once she was in bed, she seemed to feel a bit better, and did stay awake while I ate a little something and hung out. There was a concert on TV on the public television channel, and we were watching that and she seemed to be enjoying it. I did get her to drink some of her lemonade from her dinner tray, as well...at least she took in something. I wonder if she's coming down with a cold...I'd rather it be that than something else, but I still worry like crazy. Hard to tell whether it's that or being tired, or a little bit of both.
Jillian arrived at RIC and the three of us chatted for a bit...mom really did seem to be a bit better after lying down...and then we had to go...Lilly had sent me a message earlier in the afternoon offering me her two comp opening night tickets to "A Christmas Carol" and Jillian was able to come down for it at the last minute, so we went. It was great, and a nice gateway into the holiday season. We had a great time, and since Jillian had never seen it live before, it was fun for her especially. By the time it was over, it was a little late to go back to RIC to say goodnight to mom, so I ended up just coming home. Tomorrow I have three appointments to tour some other possible discharge options for mom, so wish me luck...man, I never imagined myself doing this, ever. I'm down to crunch time now, and I'm starting to really freak out because I don't have a plan yet...at least I'll feel like I'm doing something tomorrow to move in the right direction, though. Ugh. Please send your extra love and support, I need it. Peace to all.
Don't feel like writing much tonight, so I'll be brief. Made a run to the store with Pam earlier today, and got some needed items...cat food, for one, so at least the kitties will be eating. :) When I was done with that, went down to RIC and hung out with mom...no scheduled therapies on Sundays, so we did four laps around the unit without a break (go Bev!) in place of PT, and then did some speech therapy exercises. I tired her out sufficiently to have a nap, and so I just hung out and did some time-killing stuff online on the computer while she napped. I planned to give her about an hour, and when I returned to the room, she was already being helped to the bathroom by the tech...I offered to finish helping, and mom immediately told me she wasn't feeling well at all, and as soon as she sat in her chair (it was almost dinnertime at this point), she kept telling me she wasn't feeling well and wanted to lie down. I tried the best I could to keep her up for awhile longer in case it was just because she was groggy from having been woken up from her nap, but then she started crying and apologizing but that she just didn't feel good and wanted to lie down. It absolutely broke my heart, but I didn't quite know what to do...at that point, I knew she wouldn't eat much if any dinner, so I got a soy yogurt out of the fridge and had her eat that, with much protest. She did finish it, and then I helped her lie down. Once she was in bed, she seemed to feel a bit better, and did stay awake while I ate a little something and hung out. There was a concert on TV on the public television channel, and we were watching that and she seemed to be enjoying it. I did get her to drink some of her lemonade from her dinner tray, as well...at least she took in something. I wonder if she's coming down with a cold...I'd rather it be that than something else, but I still worry like crazy. Hard to tell whether it's that or being tired, or a little bit of both.
Jillian arrived at RIC and the three of us chatted for a bit...mom really did seem to be a bit better after lying down...and then we had to go...Lilly had sent me a message earlier in the afternoon offering me her two comp opening night tickets to "A Christmas Carol" and Jillian was able to come down for it at the last minute, so we went. It was great, and a nice gateway into the holiday season. We had a great time, and since Jillian had never seen it live before, it was fun for her especially. By the time it was over, it was a little late to go back to RIC to say goodnight to mom, so I ended up just coming home. Tomorrow I have three appointments to tour some other possible discharge options for mom, so wish me luck...man, I never imagined myself doing this, ever. I'm down to crunch time now, and I'm starting to really freak out because I don't have a plan yet...at least I'll feel like I'm doing something tomorrow to move in the right direction, though. Ugh. Please send your extra love and support, I need it. Peace to all.
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