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.
i thought for sure she couldnt any more
I'll see her again Friday and Saturday my family and friends will be here for our annual backyard cookout/crawfish boil. So, I am celebrating some relaxation time.
The life that God gave us, and numbered our days.
Celebrating my family member's life.
He is a good man, still living after all these years.
Golden, you have gotten a bit of a "break" due to your elderly mother being relatively content and well cared for, no new issues, during this hectic time you've had. I hope everything starts to wrap up and you can see the light at the end of it all.
I was excited recently, because a person my professional circle approached me about collaborating on a major project I mentioned to her. The project is a training course I will be creating and selling, and should be quite lucrative if all works out the way I'm hoping. I'm confident that it will do well. Anyway, this person approached me, and I was excited, because she has a massive network of clients and others in the industry, where we could market this product and do very well with it. Even signing up 100 people would be very good income to start out with. So we started working out the timeline and framework, and I sent her a contract to review. Then she went silent on me for about a week, putting me off whenever I contacted her to see what the status was on things. Then after about 2 weeks, she informs me she has discussed this project with her "peers" and now, instead of being a partnership - a 50/50 split - it's going to be "her" product, with her name on it, and that I will only be one of many "experts" in various fields she is bringing on board, and the split will now be 25/75 - with 75% for her. The reasoning behind it was that she was going to paying out of pocket for an expensive software to run the program (which isn't necessary, I know how these programs work, I've run several for my clients). I let her know I was *not* at all happy with this turn of events, but she wouldn't budge. I told her I was breaking away and doing the project on my own, which was my original intent anyway - I never asked her for help, collaboration or anything at all - *she* approached *me* and asked if we could collaborate, and then took the idea and ran with it, and made it her own. That's fine - there are many courses like this out there, and she can run her own - I don't care - but what I do care about is how she did it. I feel it was underhanded and shady.
So why am I celebrating? Because I don't feel bad about this at all. Yes, I was pretty ticked off at first when she did it, but I feel extremely good about my product and what I can do with it, and I'd much rather have all the profit for myself anyway, rather than splitting it with someone else.
When I think about launching this product, I get excited at the prospect of what it can hold for the future, and I feel very, very confident that it's going to work. I can't remember the last time I felt this good, down deep, about something. It's that gut feeling you get when you know something is going to work out.
Today felt better after taking care of the social security appointment.
Taxes are a little further down on the list, then jury duty.
Busy busy springtime.
Arthritis in her neck makes it painful to turn her head, as required for driving. She is a good driver, but somehow I am proud of her example.
Thinking that is the way to age gracefully, with dignity intact.
Congrats!!
She was sitting on the toilet claiming to "not be done yet" so I ran out of the room for a minute to use the facilities in the other part of the house. When I came back, she was standing in front of the toilet. I am not ready for her to stand unsupervised but glad that she found the strength and willingness to do it.
Anyway, I celebrate the loss of weight because I think it contributes to my improved management of my diabetes.
Oh, I lost a few more pounds, too! This time, I'm doing it right with nutritious food and good sleep. I plan on this being my permanent way to live. So far, so good. I'm super happy about that.
WOW, It only took 13 years of him living with us, and me getting on his case about being appreciative for all the many things his Son does for him each and every day!
I am trying hard not to think that he believes that by doing so, it might lead us to a change of heart, and continue onward in the status quo of him living here, but a little bit too late, as we are quite fed up with his shenanigans, and lack of kindness, and feeling the the whole world revolves around him!
We are steadfast in our intent to continue on with selling our home, buying a Condo, and to begin LIVING OUR OWN LIVES FOR ONCE, after raising our 4 kids to successful adulthood!
Not gonna work Bud, But appreciate that you are finally realizing how good you've had it here all these years!
Grandmom stealing my food (..doesn't like the rehab food, can't say I blame her - I usually bring food with me so we can at least dinner together at night.) - last night was the first night she took the initiative to take my food...
Since off of isolation, she can finally leave her room -- granted she's a fall risk anyways.. doesn't seem to want to mingle with the other residents (..likely due to her being very hard of hearing) --- but, I asked if she wanted to walk around and without missing a beat, gran got her sneakers on quick and said let's go. She walks great by herself (.but uses a walker at home) - cause there are things she can hold onto... I'll never forget walking by the nurses station ~ she got lots of smiles/staff was ecstatic to see her out of her room...
I reached out to a lawyer via email asking for help (defending me against false APS accusations; threatening behavior by relatives; etc) - Promptly got a return email stating that he is willing to take my case. He'll be coming out to rehab to speak with Gran and I tomorrow (assuming the snow accumulations aren't that bad).
Only negative -- I hope that uncle's girlfriend backs off permanently once she realizes I'm lawyered up. I don't want the monster dragging this out..
Disney has a new offering called Highway in the Sky Dine Around which is a progressive dinner taking place at hotels ont he monorail stops. My friend/mother's main caregiver and I would have loved to go but it sold out in a matter of hours. Well, they released new dates this morning and I managed to snag two reservations for May 27! Yaay us.
The only rub is that we fly non-rev (stand-by) and I didn't realize that I had book memorial Day weekend. Everyone please cross your fingers that we get to go.
I said "I am looking forward to doing the paperwork for taxes." I am not. Actually I have already hidden the paperwork from myself, dreading it.
So, hopefully, I will be posting soon my celebratory "did my taxes".
I've got this!
I lost almost 7lbs in about 4 days while we had the stomach bug here - not the way I like to lose weight. Problem is, it all came back immediately as soon as I started eating again, and I didn't overeat - I think my body was in starvation mode and just grabbed and held onto anything I put in, since I hadn't eaten much for a few days.