OMG is that sunshine I see outside?
Blue sky, sunshine and the house windows OPEN, yea, it’s that kind of day. Forecasters are saying maybe more S N O W this week – please, hopefully not. I am ready for Virginia springtime – our summers I can do without – but yes please come springtime !
Tell me – how is your day going?
SMILE —
Yes, it is beautiful – and we do love snow. However, I personally, am ready for our gorgeous Virginia spring weather…
Would love to hear experiences of other’s – caregivers, family members, relatives – co-workers!
If you feel that you cannot go on one more day as a caregiver to your loved one, I have been there.More than once, I felt like bashing the phone receiver into the wall after the 12th phone call of the night. I was answering the same question again and again – Mom was not retaining a word we discussed. Was she “fine”? Was it my imagination?
Why do I feel guilty? Should I feel guilty?
I learned a lot of these feelings and more are real. They are honest, frustrating and tried my patience on more than one occasion.
Would I do it all again? For my Mother? YES, absolutely.
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How has your day been as a caregiver? Did you wonder if you would make it through one more day? Did you stay positive and take the MUST needed break for yourself?
I started a journal when I started being a caregiver for my Mom. It kept track also of all financial transactions, doctors appointments, dates, visits to Mom, etc. These journals were invaluable to me as they created my five year journey as Mom’s caregiver. These journals helped me document Mom’s decline, good days, bad days, as well as my feelings and emotions.
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My book is now available in Soft Cover through amazon.com…I am very proud so far with the comments I have received. Makes me feel quite good that I may be helpful caregivers and their families. My story is one of the heart, not thru the eyes of a doctor, specialist, or any fancy degrees.
If you want to really know what it is like – to the point of wanting to rip the phone out of the wall—because you just don’t think you can answer your loved ones question, one more time tonight – I get it. I really do.
Now that Mom is gone – I missed her voice and strangely enough her phone calls. Her never ending MONEY, “where is my money”, it is “my money Suzette and I want it”, asking for bank account number and branch of bank. I knew she didn’t remember and it frazzled me thinking someone may have been in her room at the Assisted Living facility, having her contact me. Very bizarre. When she finally went into a Convalescent Center, thank God, the phone calls – nightly – stopped.
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