Yesterday was the start of Harvest Days in our little Village. Always, a big deal for our little town. Hubby and I decided to have a low key evening at home last night. Normally, he likes to go downtown and watch the kids go on rides. This morning we Grandma's went to The Kids school to have breakfast with him and walk him to class. I stopped by for a visit at Tru Stories. Had some little girl and puppy time. I could hug on those little girls all day if they let me. (They won't.)
I went to my doctor yesterday. If you know me, you know I love my doctor. She is near my age. She loves her grand daughter, and she shares my passion for reading. She always really listens to what I have to say. No rushing me through my appointment. I know that I am not handling all this stress well. I also knew that the exhaustion of the last 5 months has caught up with me. Normally, I have great control over my emotions. Yesterday I was a blubbering fool from the time the door was shut and my weight completed. (I really was not crying about my weight!) The poor nurse did not know if she should leave me alone. After listening to what I am going through and have been going through my doctor made the decision to pull me from work. She has suggested a long period of time. It seems too long to me. But I know the next couple of weeks are going to be very, very difficult. Next week I start seeing a counselor. That is something I should have been doing a long time ago. I am not good at taking care of myself.
We still have not gone to visit Uncle. I talk to the nurses everyday. He has not called us. Today there is a slight improvement. He interacted more with the nurse. He allowed her to take his vitals. He has two days of the new medication in his system. Hoping for big things soon. If not, I am afraid he will be put in long-term care. I am not opposed to long-term care. I would be happy about it. The negative is they would put him in a state facility. I have not heard good things about it. In addition it is further away from home. All of these decisions are out of our hands. Only the doctor and a judge can put him in long-term care against his will. We need some big prayers out there that we can get him home next week.
I went to a mental health services center yesterday. We have tried to get Uncle involved in classes before. After the hospitalization we are hoping it gives us some leverage to get him to attend. We would like to start with two days a week of life skills classes and counseling. Eventually, we want him in an assisted living facility or apartment near us. It is time to put a plan in place that does not include us being his only care givers.
For now I am staying busy. Working on cleaning up Uncle's room. He does not allow us near his space. It really needs a good cleaning. Hubby mentioned I was being obsessive and going over board. I suppose that was true. I am also napping. Spending time with family. Trying to remind myself that all of this is out of my hands. I am going to go for a walk this morning. My focus is going to be on regaining my strength, my composure. Healing.
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