I have been a caregiver for my dear Mom, a total of 5 years on Oct. 31.
My step-dad passed on that day. Since then, I have conducted all of
Mom's business and taking care of her.
Mom will be 93 on Nov. 16. She has been falling lots for a few years.
She has had mini strokes and a somewhat crippled foot~caused by
a fall. In the last week of July, she took a hard fall and stayed in the
hospital for 4 days. From there she was admitted to the nursing home.
She has remained there, because she no longer can stand nor walk
on her own.
I have removed all of her belongings from her apartment. Most of it
went to my sister and her daughter.
At the present, Mom has seemingly accepted that this is where she
needs to be. Her every need has thankfully been supplied by the
employees. They are very good to her. She desires foremost to go
to be with the Lord, but thus far, He has not taken her.
It took a long time for me to trust that the nursing home would take
care of Mom. I suffered with guilt, feeling like I had handed her over
to strangers who may not care for her. I felt so uneasy for days. But
visiting Mom almost every day, I finally began to understand that
she was in good hands. Now, I am resting more easily. I can now
miss an occasional day. But I talk to her by phone a couple of times
daily when I do not go.
Mom's mind is good and she isn't depressed. She still loves to talk.
The main difference that I can see in her, is that she no longer wants
to be sociable. Example: She doesn't want to go to the dining room
to eat, nor attend church services, nor go to physical therapy, where
there are other patients. Tho I have tried to get her too, she won't change
her mind. She still loves to have visitors to come and see her.
"I lift up my eyes to the hills-where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of Heaven and Earth."
Psalm 121: 1-2 (NIV)