Sunday, November 8, 2009

Here It Is!! The Lost Blog!!! (thankyoustacey)

It's another Sunday night. No church or IHOP this week. We have spent the weekend managing Mom's pain. It seems as though she is either sleeping from the pain pills or up sitting at the kitchen table holding her side and leaning over a little. It is difficult to determine just how much pain Mom is in. If I ask her if she is hurting and needing a pain pill, she says "no". But then she holds her side, wheezes and gives a pathetic cough. So I give her a Tramadol every 6 hours or so. It has only been a week since her fall and it could take a while for bruised ribs and sore muscles to heal. The doctor said to let her know if Mom showed signs of an altered mental state to let her know - right! Mom is confused and disoriented a lot these days. She has a routine doctor appointment on Thursday at which we will mention the fall. There isn't anything to do about the mental deterioration but will check out other health issues - which have remained very stable.



I just put Mom to bed. She slept in her clothes last night. I went to bed early but said Mom came out at 11:00 dressed still and her put her back to bed. Tonight Mom had her ice cream and pills and went to bed. I followed her in there and she was in bed in the same clothes. But she was open to the suggestion that I help her put her pajamas on. Mom has refused to change her pad since her shower yesterday so tonight I was able to get her into clean panties (after redirecting her when she tried to put them on without taking the others off) and pad. When she took the soiled ones off, she tossed them with the pad still in them, into the waste basket. Which, I confess, I have done before when - never mind, too much information I think. Anyway, with gloved hands I salvaged the underwear.



Mom has been picking at her skin again. Her left upper arm has a dozen or so scars from sores that have healed and now, more open sores. There is a spot on her right forearm that she picks at also, but it is healed again for now. So, I dressed the upper arm with band-aids and tucked her in.


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