Tag: health

Memory

This morning my mother asked me how I was doing. I said I was really tired. She asked why. I said because I stayed up to make sure you got to sleep and you didn’t fall asleep until 2:00am. I barely got four hours of sleep.

She had no memory of it. She went to bed at 2:00 and got up and made breakfast at about 5:00. She had no idea. She’s already fallen asleep twice since then.

I don’t know how my father did this for the last 10 years. It’s frustrating and infuriating and she has no idea she’s doing it and how can you get mad over something that’s essentially unconscious? Ugh.

Still Awake

1:41am and she’s just getting into bed now.

I told her it was 1:30 and past her bed time. She said 8:00 is her bed time.

Yup. 5.5 hours ago.

She said I should turn off the TV and go to bed. Ya think? That’s when she realized she couldn’t find her TV remote and we spent 10 minutes looking for it.

I really need to scream, but if I do she’ll never go to sleep.

5090 Song Number 12/50

Dig it, a new song!

My mother is still awake. It’s 11:40. She’s not in agony anymore, but she’s still in pain. It’s been almost four hours since her 12 hour pain pill. Shit. I really wanna go to sleep.

…And We’re Back

Here we go again.

She was all right when I got here at 6:35. She was all right when she got her pain meds at 8:00pm. She was all right when I set the mouse traps at a little before 9:00pm.

At 9:10 she’s in agony.

Pretty much right on time.

Friday

Lunchtime on Friday. This is about where the last couple of Fridays have blown up in our faces. It’s been very quiet today (too, too quiet) and I am optimistic that the quiet trend will continue for another three hours and 45 minutes or so (I hope).

It really hasn’t been a long day, but somehow it sort of feels like a long day. I might just be overly tired but I can’t quite put my finger on whatever it is I am talking about. I think I need a weekend. Preferably a long weekend, but I don’t have one of those on the books until September. I’ll have to settle for a normal weekend.

I think I have four more cans of Diet Pepsi flavored caffeine in this house. That should be more than enough to get me through the work day. I have a meeting at 2:00, and the next round of meds is also at 2:00… so I guess she’s getting her meds a couple of minutes early.

I’m here at my parents today. I will be home around 7:00. Then tomorrow evening I come back here and stay until Sunday evening. Then I am working in the office on Monday. Then I come back here on Tuesday evening. Shit, man. I need this to end. I have a doctors appointment on Tuesday, but that falls squarely in the none-of-your-business file for now. Maybe someday I’ll mention that again. Nothing bad, just not shareable at this time. It’s all part of needing my father to be well enough to come home and then figuring out how to move forward from there. Plans are being fabricated. Actions are being researched. You know, the whole drill.

I wanna go home.

Last Night

Last night was only really bad for about an hour. After that it was just a matter of waiting. Once the pain let up I had to wait for her to go to sleep for the night before I could relax. It took a long time. At least it seemed like a long time. I’m not sure when she actually conked out, but it was probably around 11:30. Definitely before midnight.

Today she slept until 8:00am. I was just bringing her morning meds to her, thinking I was going to have to wake her up, when she came out of her room on her own. That was good timing. She has a new problem today but I don’t think it’s anything too concerning. Some days she tries to talk on the phone to my father and if the phone is at her right ear she can’t hear him. I’m 99.999% sure it’s just wax build up. Today she has it in both ears. Here’s hoping it clears up a little.

In the interest of distracting me from everything, there’s a new episode of Star Wars: The Bad Batch today. I have just enough time to sneak it in before work… assuming the rest of the world leaves me alone for half an hour.

Better

It took a while but things are a little better now. She’s in her room but I don’t think she’s actually gotten into bed. I checked a few minutes ago and she was still sitting up, but she was dozing off. Here’s hoping when I check after I post this that she’s in bed and done for the night.

While I get up to check on the situation, you can enjoy this terrible song that is not as bad as I usually write. There’s a gimmick in the lyrics. Each section (stanza?) of the song is a haiku. Does that make me the lamest of all lame lames?

Probably.

Nana Sitting Again

My sister isn’t available this week so it’s just me and my brother alternating nights. I have tonight and Saturday night to go before she comes back and we return to the once every third night rotation. Hopefully not for much longer, but I still don’t know.

My brother, John, said last night was really bad. It sounded like it was as bad as it gets. I’ve only been here for an hour and so far so good. Not that that matters. When it goes bad it always comes out of the blue. Wish me luck.

I’m hoping to mix a song or two tonight while pretending to watch the Red Sox and the Yankees. No score in the second. I just gave my mother her dinner, and the meds come in about half an hour. Hopefully I’ll get some work done after that.

Fingers crossed for a night that is quiet health wise, yet noisy and rocking (in headphones) 50/90 wise, and victorious Red Sox-wise.