Thursday, January 17, 2013
Yesterday, we moved MIL back in with us and the realization that she requires more care than she previously did has set in. My husband does as much as he can but the personal care falls to me and I don't like it. I can't do anything about it but help her so I need to get a grip.
When she went into rehab at the nursing home in November, she could not walk or stand up. Yesterday, she proudly walked out of the place and that is a wonderful thing. But, she now wears a diaper which is awkward and she needs help putting on a new one. They aren't pull ups, they wrap around. So I guess I'll be shopping around for something easier to do. I also fix her pills and dose them. She is still asleep and when she gets up, I'll try and give her a bath. The nurse is coming today to set her up for visits.
Last night, for her first night back, I made a nice dinner of stuffed pork chops. She barely ate any of it after all that work. When we picked her up, she was all congested and my husband had to immediately go out and get a nebulizer for her. We now have to take her to the doctor next week.
So I'm feeling a bit resentful at the time it will take from my schedule of wanting to do what I want to do.
I signed up for the Biggest Loser challenge with Gold's gym and the Chamber of Commerce. I have been to the gym twice this week already and had planned to go today. However, I had to cancel my trip this morning as the nurse is coming, my car is in the shop and I can't get there, and hubby is working.
I'm venting and thanks for listening.
"Update Later, okay after thoroughly making my husband's life miserable, he actually volunteered to help her get a bath and get organized. Just that little bit was so helpful to me and I was able to get some work done. We just need to get a routine going and I know she feels she is a burden to us. Which she is. The nurse and the occupational therapist are coming today and we just need some direction and help. "