Mom had several things she wanted yesterday after the effing crepes, lol! She wanted me to be able to make her a cup of HER coffee. She wanted pajamas. She wanted her iPad. With the pictures she took this summer loaded on it. She wanted me to go to a store and buy her a skirt she saw in a catalog. She wanted fish and chips, delivered piping hot. I took care of all of it (except the skirt) and of course, the first question, was where is my grey warm-up suit. Hmmmm. It’s at your house, because YOU DIDN’T ASK FOR IT! Seriously?<\/p>\n
I chose to stay home last evening, because this is sucking the life out of me and I need a break. Watching this shit show of modern medicine and all of the accompanying bureaucracy is making me physically ill. Every time she has to be moved by two people and I see how little she can contribute to this, I want to scream. Where in the hell can she go after TMC? What are the choices? I want to see them before my mom goes there. I would like, no, I demand the ability to make an informed decision. Good god, that is NOT to much to ask for.<\/p>\n
Between the ups and downs in her mood and the consistently downward spiraling of her health in general, yikes. Walking in to her room requires a major effort and when you do walk in you have no idea what you will encounter, all you do know is that you will be sad when you leave.<\/p>\n
After I FINALLY got my hair done again for the first time in months, Rick dropped me at the hospital for a few hours. She had just gotten her PICC line inserted, after several tries. She was not in a happy place. I believe the first words she spoke to me were “oh, shut up.” And she meant it. \u00a0Ouch.<\/p>\n
I had a 3 o’clock appointment with a palliative care dr. I think her last name was Taylor. We talked about so many things. Where she is now. Where she is going. Her doctors. The bullshit she was fed from day 1. How fast this is all going.<\/p>\n
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