It has been a rough few weeks. I have had to drop students iun the middle of a lesson in the past week twice because Mom needed help. Once, her bed alarm went off,and she was lurching to the restroom. Another time, I heard her calling--and she had tried to get out of bed and slid down the side of the bed.Thank goodness for 911.She ended upon the floor Friday night,sound asleep. She now has abed with full rails, and an amazingly loud alarm system.
She continues to go down. Most of the time,she thinks I am my niece. My brother told me that when she asks about me, it is always as if I am the little girl. We go through photo albums almost daily. So, I am her multi-purpose daughter(s) or niece. Whatever is needed. We just read through cards sent by her church, and I managed to keep from crying. But I am now.
There is less work right now. I am nervous about money--what else is new? I spent much of the weekend freezing chard and squash for the winter. Mom and I ate my first cucumber today. I hope she hangs on f or the first tomato. We are still trying to get her into a nursing home. She was never wealthy,and we certainly are not.There is great complicating plans to assess the house and sell, and then place her with the money. We all want to keep her home--but keeping her safe is better.
Lastly, I am filled with a great anger at the medical system in this country. Hospice has been great--but we have been trying to get funding for so long now. As she is currently covered by federal insurance from her job, and only part of medicare, nursing homes are not covered. I am having to cut down on my medications due to price, and I have little faith this will get better.
Be well, all.