Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Do you remember the joke about the old people having a conversation that went something like: "Boy, it's windy out." "No, it's not, it's Thursday" "No thanks, I just had a drink."
Conversations with my mother are becoming more like that. She hears fine, but her memory is erratic. The other day she asked me three times in 30 min. where we were going. She called my aunt in Houston and complained because the bus didn't come one day. My aunt told her that the bus doesn't run on Saturdays. My mother said "It is Thursday" and couldn't be convinced otherwise.
I hear "Why didn't you tell me?" a lot, and nothing can convince her I did tell her, whatever it is, but she doesn't remember.
We are going to see the cardiologist today. She's seeing all the specialists now, just to get her into the system here, transferred from her old doctors after her move here a couple of months ago. We're taking all her meds with us, so I'm going to ask the Dr. if those meds might cause some memory loss and go from there.
I really know that her memory has not been the same since the last episode in the hospital at the beginning of the year when she had a reaction to some drug and went out of her mind for 24 hrs. When she came out of that, her memory returned but was not the same. She has good days and then. . . Right now the good days outnumber the forgetful ones, but it's pretty scary to think what she might do in the wrong state of mind.
I think she also has some aphasia - she knows what she's saying but the words coming out don't make much sense. I have to run everything through a mental filter and decide if she really wants what she's saying or if this is a time that I have to dedide what's good for her.
All of this leads to lots of arguments. She gets angry with me because I don't agree with her on what day it is, what doctor we're seeing, what I said yesterday, etc. etc.
She manages living on her own pretty well, with me checking on her a lot, but I fear what sort of "incident" is coming next, and what it might mean. The next step, I guess, is assisted living. I'll be researching that as soon as I can.
All this to explain why I'm not as active here as I once was. Since I've become a caregiver for her, my life is as erratic as her memory. I fear hard times coming.
Friday, July 09, 2010
YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT.
Remember that the next time you order a WHOPPER!
Fast food is everywhere! So, Prepare, Prepare.
People spend a lot of time and effort making business plans, financial plans, burial plans, vacation plans, etc. etc.
We really need to make an eating plan, every day, every meal.
And we need a plan for when the plan we made gets disprupted, lol.
The main plan is to stay away from those fast food menus. Yes, there are some better foods on them now, and if you're careful you can get through that drive-in window and come out the other side with something that won't set you back two weeks. But SEE all those other goodies? SMELL all that wonderful fatness cooking in there?
Below is a Restaurant Guide. Find your favorite foods at your favorite place, print out the nutritional info and KEEP IT WITH YOU.
Make it a requirement that you MUST READ the nutritionals BEFORE you order anything!
What would it be like if we had to WEAR a sign on our chest listing what we ate today? Ha! I'd be pretty embarassed some days because I can really put it away.
Save us all from temptation! Who among us wants to be called a WHOPPER?
I found Popeye's Spicy Chicken and Biscuits on there! Well, I've been fooling myself, lol.
What's YOUR Fatal Food?
All our food needs a little more thought.
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
What's your most difficult measurement?
You know, the one you cringe upon measuring, lol. The one you're most embarassed about and the one you're least likely to share with anyone.
I'm an apple, so of course mine is my waist!
It's the first place that expands when I gain weight and the most difficult measurement for me to keep under control!
My hips are fine, my thighs are fine. . . But my waist! Ugh.
So I envy women with tiny waists. My DIL envies my slim hips. It's the old "grass is greener" syndrome, I guess.
What's YOUR problem?
Sunday, July 04, 2010
Freedom is what I love most about America!
Freedom of Speech. We can complain about our country all we want and no one is going to shoot us for it.
Freedom of Religion. We have the right to belong to any religion or church or NOT.
Freedom to Vote. We can vote for the candidate of our choosing. We don't have to vote if we don't want to vote.
No country is perfect, just like no person is perfect.
But our border concerns are never about keeping people IN.
People are dying (sometimes literally) to get into this country.
If you think about it you know why.
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