My holiday weekend began on Wednesday morning with a trip to the emergency room with Mom. She was admitted and spent the next two days in three separate rooms. Ya gotta love a mega hospital on a holiday weekend. Anyway, by Thanksgiving night she was toast and so was I. I checked her out taking full responsibility for her incredibly high blood pressure. She was completely disoriented and after her hospitalization in August where we lost a great deal of mental ground, my brother and I made the call to bring her home. Of course, by then, poor BB had a horrible case of the stomach flu. I came home after spending 3 hours getting Mom discharged and became ill from food poisoning (or something). One bout and that was it. Thankfully. By Friday all we could do was eat a little yogurt and applesauce and sleep. Saturday I awakened better. Took the poor puppy for a walk and did laundry. Mom is still rather confused. She has lucid moments and then can’t remember where she is. This is all part of the disease, but more than we had before. I’m hoping today is better. We’ll see.
Anyway, with that going on and the realization that time is at a premium right now and will be for a while, I will not be posting regularly. I hate this. It is good for me and I love doing it, but reality sucks and I’m aware that if I’m going to be partially prepared for the next phase of her disease I will have to find a day care that I can live with. It may happen this week and it may happen in a month. I don’t know. The wonderful thing about Alzheimer’s is that it is brutal and unpredictable. I guess that’s like damn near all diseases, huh?
I will be posting (I can’t shut up, remember?), but it won’t be every weekday. I will still be reading your blogs so don’t even begin to think you’re off the hook.
Here’s my soundtrack for today. Jo Stafford and Ella in 1961.
Have a good one!