I wanted a place to post all those little victories and good news. Mini celebrations and such.
I will start. My mother is always fighting UTI's and each one takes a little more out of her, mentally and strength wise. After not speaking to any of us caregivers for days and becoming so weak that moving her is like moving a 170 pound sack of potatoes....
Last night, Mom initiated conversation (it was gibberish but she tried), she used her legs a little when I was lifting her to move her and the best part was when I was moving her to the toilet she misunderstood my instructions about where to put her hands and ended up grabbing me in a big bear hug. I jokingly thank her for the awesome hug (just about the very first hug she has given me in my life) but needed her to grab the grab bar. Well, we both ended up in a huge long belly laugh. Her interaction, good mood and her strength lasted until she went to bed.
Maybe her latest antibiotic had finally worked, maybe it was a fluke but I am celebrating anyway.
Monday is a good day for me.....do taxes or die.....
It's been awhile-somewhere in the back of my mind, I recall a State of CA form to sign and file...or does the IRS take care of if? Was so spoiled before, sign here, the tax atty. did the rest. I've got this-well, I have doubts, but I can find out, there is still time. Brilliant, I can become brilliant overnight! No worries, refund expected.....
Maybe not so brilliantly, but by next year, maybe I can learn more.
SIX DAYS, it took six days!
Jeanne, glad the leg is better!
For me:
Celebration: the taxes are done! Mine were completed at almost zero hour last night, but they're done, filed, accepted by the IRS and on time. That's all I care about. Did Mom's final return as well. One more "final" thing done for her after her passing. Now I just have to get this house mess handled.
Our yard guy came and mowed today for the first time this season. I thought he was coming tomorrow and didn't get the doggie landmines cleaned up in time. Oops. Good thing he's a friend and understanding. Makes it truly seem like spring when the mowing starts.
Her as she threatened to do
Mom let a caregiver give her a shower tonight !
My LO is coming along fine in MC. Her spirits are excellent!
And......I have now lost 25 pounds! I may not be down to bikini weight by summer, but, definitely some cute shorts!
My dear you have come to the right place - where is your husband when his father is on the floor or needs a shower ?
Although it is the middle of the night there are plenty of night owls among us
Please start your own post with a question and I'm sure you'll see some helpful replies
My celebration is that I had a very good refreshing sleep last night. CFS/FM makes you overly sensitive to light, noise etc. I had the TV off most of the day, and partially closed the venetian blinds. Trying that again today!
I have a celebration to share. :) Or, the start of one. It's a sunny, spring Monday morning here and I am up and at it for MYSELF and MY LIFE fully for first time in a long time. There's still a few things outstanding and will be ongoing detachment/boundaries needed but my dad lives a whole state away, is in a safe place, and is in others' care now. I really, really want to go after my life now. So -- where to start?
I'm not going to make job stuff a priority this week (though I do have to make a few contacts) and instead do a Re-entry To A Self Caring Life. Juicing, a little jogging, light gym routine, tanning (yes, why not), and all out at the salon (whatever beautifying, relaxing, and nice things I can think to do for myself).
That's what I want to do this week, for myself, to remind myself that I matter. I need to post it here so I can come back and make myself accountable to tell you guys how much I cared about MYSELF this coming week. Here's to MEEEEEE. lol (That would sound so self absorbed coming from anyone except a caregiver who just got out of "jail" lol).
Not cold Mom2Mom
Turned off t.v. by 10 p.m., watching news less and less, kindle in drawer by midnight, lights out. Waking again at 3 a.m. is just routine days before the full moon. (happens to me, even if I ignore it or don't mention it.)
Tonight, just because I can, driving to the store for ten minutes-practicing freedom while I still can.
They dx blood in his urine. He's on Coumadin ever since his aortic valve/aorta replacement in 2005. Doc says, you really need an INR reading tonight, so you need to go to an ER. I ask for a recommendation and he sends us to a place I never would have thought of.
It was a very fortunate choice. They drew blood; his INR, which should be 2.5-3.5, was 17. Dangerous, possible fatal range. Transported by ambulance to the hospital affiliated with this ER. spent two nights there, treatment worked and he's back home. Somehow, things work out sometimes.
The stars align, or the gods align; Nah, that's not it.......
The good patient reports to the good caregiver who reports to the good urgent care who reports to the good E.R. who reports to the good hospital, who fixes the good patient who complies with the good treatment so both return back to their good home. Praise God!
And congratulations!
So happy for you, your hubs, and the cats! The cats did survive, did they?
Good news indeed !
Zenyatta had a filly and she's up and running