Mom is back at the Waters in her old bed. I had a staff meeting yesterday to discuss her care. I also voiced my concerns about the fact that she has a bed sore and what needs to be done to take care of her now that she does. I then went to work. I expected as many of the guidelines to be followed immediately but nothing was changed. So tonight I will go back to see if they have started the new care. If they haven't tomorrow I will talk the the DON again.
Mom is off all IV's now. She has to drink and eat to stay alive. She isn't. I am shocked that I am not more upset. I'm sad of course but I am not crying like I did last week. It's like I'm done. I am grateful that others tell me they are praying for her and me but to tell you the truth I am not praying like I was last week either. It's like I'm done. I'm tired. I could sleep for a week I think. I go through my day with much effort. In the evening I sit down and DO NOTHING. It's like I'm done.
a journal about keeping the memories of my mother who suffers with Lewy Body Dementia
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