This morning at 8;00 a.m. went down to the 2nd floor to see if Mac could get dressed and come up for his coffee. He has never been easy to get up and although he was pleasant in bed saying, "ok will get up but not now." Later 9:30 we tried, I'm worn out from helping them get him dressed; as he kicked wouldn't take his meds - we forced his clothes on as he screamed no no no...now I just decided o.k. this is it, they are supposed to be the ones to help, I'm exhausted, so I have come up here. The up and down of this disease, is for him, and for me; at this time... awful.. Everyone else on that floor is sitting peacefully, after their breakfast...he is raving raging mad and like a mad bull - it took three people and much cajoling, but now he is dressed, but he would not come with me...so I've left the scene.
This is what a friend just wrote in her email this a.m.
This transition time will ease, I’m sure, as a pattern sets in.
good, in a way, that you had already made the major move you did so that
you have the help you need.
Well in answer to this...I'm going to leave this blog, as the transition time is too sad, the up and down of it is playing havoc with my mind and my body, it's 10:15,a,m. I'm exhausted ...hopefully will be able to return to it when life is in a better place...that is in a better place for a few days at a time. Yesterday was the pits till 4;00 - by evening he was fine...so that's the way it goes, hopefully that is the way it will go today
I'll be back - in a few days.. maybe
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